Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20160203190831/@comment-25924729-20160204072253

"Wounded pride." a familiar female voice spoke from behind. The speaker had been standing silently in the backdrop for a while now, watching wordlessly with a slightly bemused expression. Until finally, Tigris finally decided to approach.

"The mark of a battle ill lost, and a defeat long regretted." she stated matter of factly, as she strode towards the table gracefully and pulled a chair for herself. Sitting directly opposite Raven

"The same could be said for me after our last duel, but i suppose your victory was fair. Thus, omedetou (congratulations)."