Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24296957-20140428160052

Triste hung on Tanner's words. Was it truly the spirits of the Knights that came before him that made this place so mysterious? Possibly. No way was this her imagination. And to think, she thought, ''that all this time I had been using this place as a way to relax. Maybe these ancients have helped me. But who's to know...''

She smiled. "Sure, I wouldn't mind staying the night with you.  I mean, it must get lonely sometimes.  And I wouldn't mind learning more about you-, Triste coughed in a effort to correct her statement, "I mean, your ritual."  She blushed slightly.  He knew she liked him, and Triste knew he felt the same way.  But she couldn't help the redness that welled in her cheeks.