Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170609225054/@comment-28358106-20170617044507

"A Magic Material...hmm. You do tend to attract Golem types around you, don't you, brother?" Honditar says.

"Er, I suppose," Thomas says, giving him an odd look. "Though I had nothing to do with this one."

"So you say." Honditar looks to Baku. "And how exactly does this...Magic Weapon help people? You're a mercenary, I take it?"

At this point Regina comes dashing through the crowd, shoving people aside. More than one person dumps their crepe down their shirt.

"Excuse me! Move, please!  MOVE IT!"

She dashes up next to Thomas and pulls him aside. "Excuse me please I need to talk to him right now please!" Thomas looks shocked, but before he can say anything she leans into his ear and begins whispering fiercely.

They can't hear everything, but the Band, and undoubtedly the royals, hear her whisper, "...Shinobi out of nowhere...splashed something on her...could be bad...no clue what it is..."

Thomas' eyes grow from annoyed to alarmed. He turns to everyone else.

"Mother, father, excuse me for...a bit. Enjoy the crepes." He and Regina dash off, with the royal family looking at each other curiously. Melandil leans in to his son and whispers something in Elvish, and Honditar nods, unclasping the hilt tie off of his sword.

Thomas dashes up to Cire and leans in, panting. "Cire...huff...trouble. Asja's been attacked.  She's okay, but she'd probably need you to calm her down.  In fact, it'd be a smashing good idea if you did." He and Regina take off towards the cloister.