Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-26517142-20190404230947

As the men talked, Atrea reached another room to which the glass doors slid open. Inside were an  array of pallid tables stretching as far as the eye can see. Mamonos were there in their hospital uniforms, running around, talking, conversing on the empty tables, doing hobbies, and other conventional things.

And in the thick of it, a taller, more intimidating Plague Priest appeared to be lecturing a younger group of Mamonos about .. human anatomy. She was going to the part of the man's nethers, and immediately the young one's eyes start to sparkle.

"You teaching them s*x now, Egress?"

The Plague Priest realizes Jeiel and his group have arrived and she dismisses the chidren. Compared to Atrea... they noticed that Egress had a kind face to her. Like she was still in the precipice of good faith in the Naether realm.

"Not as much as a man can teach it themselves." Egress said in a soft voice. "I see you've found your... father, Ophelia."