by Dradogo » Wed Sep 01, 2010 5:44 am
Nil paced the ground just outside the back of the tent, fretting about what she was going to say. C'mon Niltac, she thought, trying to stop herself from having a panic attack. Get a hold of yourself! Sure, it's been five years since you spoke to something that isn't inanimate, but it's not like they'll attack you or anything. Nil groaned, willing her brain to shut up and let her sort her own problems out.