Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180403211928/@comment-3293219-20180405212928

"What colour are your eyes?" The Scribe asked, meeting them.

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"Take a seat and tell me your Father's name." The Scribe demanded.

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The foot steps stopped.

"I was told to come and feed the prisoners, am I not supposed to do that?" An accented voice asked.