[SLACK ROLEPLAYING LOG] Hallows #roleplaying #storytelling #otherspace
As Kam waltzes into the Last Orders Tavern, she grins saucily over her shoulder to O’Dell. But as she glides over the threshold, her smile becomes a little more predatory, her dark navy eyes darting left and then right before they hone in on the bar. “Almost feels like home,” she comments lightly. Fedya’s smile…
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