Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44355535-20200131175639/@comment-32942273-20200207175207

Elsa stands at her balcony. Sure, thawing the eternal winter and not getting killed by Hans was great and all, but she just didn't feel that she belonged. Although the people of Arendelle were grateful, they still were wary of her and shyed away. Elsa was constantly reminded that she was an outsider, someone different than the rest of the town. She feels like there is something calling her, she just can't figure out what.