Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191212183520/@comment-43394520-20191217004541

(Lol imma re-do my first entrance 'cause heh ...)

Raven walked into a white room. A single chair was in the middle. Inside she was screaming, sobbing and having a tantrum. She was a Siren. A lurer. If she was caught by the council, she was over. She didn't know what they did with the inoccent elves, but she wasn't supposed to care. She sat in the chair, her head low. It seemed like a tortuer chamber, the pale white walls, nothing to stare at. Your only company is your mind. She knew she could try to find her family -. She shut her mind, sighing.