Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26821421-20171120200258/@comment-34667842-20171129005827

Rochelle still waited, alone on the bench she sat on, watching everyone else. Sighing, she tried to stretch the rather large wings she had for her class and age, before remembering she had no space to do so because of the clothes. This slightly annoyed her, but she simply stretched everything else.

Boredom filled her mind as she laid back, and blew small, purple fires.