Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180804222034/@comment-26108027-20190204053428

Honey stares at the shackles around her wrists and ankles, before clenching her hand into a fist and deciding to leave them on.

Addia is back, and Tiral is awake. They're talking idly in the center of camp, as easily as if they weren't surrounded by armed human guards in the middle of a war.