Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-2054732-20160607213629/@comment-26810231-20160611220348

Raelcontor wrote: Mauve stops in his tracks. He thinks about how he'd get easily killed if he strays too far, but he doesn't want to be around other gems. He stands there, silently, looking off into the horizon at the land that he used to be able to wander through. PP walked a little bit closer and spoke.

PP: um, Mauve, is everything all right?