Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-10380701-20140328002939

"Please... just Margie would do... Ms. Lorelei brings up sad memories..." Margarethe said to no one in particular, as Ciaran had already entered his tent before she can reply. Memories of her parents during her youth came by her. Lowering her head, she sighed.

Mom...

Margie cleared her thoughts, before she entered her team's tent. "Alright, guys. No funny business tonight. It's gonna get loud as heck since a storm's coming up."