Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20171104061940/@comment-26383377-20171211053243

"It's called a tunic, a tunic and trousers." Akata grabbed the kettle, and a cup along with it. She walked over to Tiral and set the kettle and cup on the end table beside the bed. She slowly started to pour the tea into the cup, with smoke suddenly rising up into the air and giving the room a pleasant herbal smell.