Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4774221-20141105185546/@comment-5290299-20141106172036

The dust user removed her hat and placed it in her lap. Once done, Liadan weaved her fingers together, elbows sitting on the table. Light grey eyes narrowed a tad as she stared at the teen. She couldn't be any older than sixteen, and to be part of that group takes immesurable skills.

"I will stake my case....I learned about your organization just recently. I will admit some of your....metods do not sit well with me..."