Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24416658-20140428000853

"Aye. Yonder winds appear menacing. Here, cover thyself."

Tanner took off his duster and placed it around Triste's shoulders, as he led her into the castle's chapel. Opening the large wooden door, he gestured for her to enter, and closed the door behind them, with a dull clonk.

"I welcome thee to the Kings' Chapel. The altar be where my prayers are made."

Tanner suddenly remembered something. He turned to Triste.

"I have forgotten. I must complete a part of the ritual I have missed. Would thou carest to join me?"