Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180124092153/@comment-26383377-20180129042121

"Come with me." Akata stood up from her bed, beside where the vial was found, lay a finely-woven cloak. She picked it up, and approached Tiral with it. "Here." She offered it to him. "Donivian Silk, complimented with Andarian Velvet. Tailored to your fit." Her face goes red for a split second. "I-i had you measured in your sleep...."