Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20191215032905/@comment-38207171-20191218225337

"I'll get it," Etheridge called as she ran off to get the frissyn they so desperately needed. She muttered quietly to herself about how unhelpful Adryan had been lately. Grabbing the frissyn, she ran back and sprinkled it on the bright yellow flames, sniffing them out with a hiss.