Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151203145629/@comment-24416658-20151227164852

(This is like watching genderswapped Luke and Anakin Skywalker. Guess which is which)

The old man slowly turned to look at Laura. His face, while not completely wrinkled, definitely showed signs of aging.

"Oh, young lady, may I ask a favor?" he said, in his slow and slightly dark voice, "Would you two help a poor old man across the street? I couldn't possibly make the entire walk alone." The old man looked at Laura with slightly closed, tired eyes.

Across the street, hidden fully out of sight, Nacoma and Hafleikr watched.

"Something is wrong with her." Nacoma said. Hafleikr looked at her, expecting a continuation of this sudden fact.

"That Vale girl," she said, gesturing with her face, "During the entire Wrath spiel, I could see something in her face. She wasn't agreeing, judging by her expression. Dad's gonna have to be vey careful with her." Hafleikr grunted in confirmation.