Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5583506-20170409030718

Deaphanie seemed to swiftly fall asleep, which could be considered rather strange. Was Death even capable of rest? Or was this force limited to the bounds of its current physical form, requiring rest and nutrition just like any other mortal being?

"Sleep tight, Duncan", she murmured pleasantly as she began to snooze.