Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26242422-20150409042211/@comment-26349202-20150416033425

Felice shook her glass, "This should be in the Castleteria." Suddenly the glass began to fizz and Felice dropped it in shock. "I don't think that was supposed to happen."

The glass was cracked around the top, yet the bottom was still molded and together. "Does... does anyone have any magic to fix that up?" Walking backwards, she melted into the small crowd. Her morals were "If you did something bad, run away and pretend you didn't do it." Running away was part of her story.