Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170415021719

Racer keeps her eyes low amidst her kneeling. The colossal Aswang before her are served by several other Aswangs, smaller in size but all as fearsome-looking as her. At a wave of her hand, her retainers leave. The huge Aswang stands and approaches Racer.



Much to the Elementals’ wonder, she brings Racer’ s forehead closer to hers and nuzzles it against the other. They begin to converse.



Nakabalik ka.

''Oo. At…. kasama ko ang mga ito.''

''Sino mgaiyan? Ngayonkolangsilanakitasaisla… ''

Sila’ ymgataga-ibangmundo..Ingka.

 

The Aswang looks at Cire, puzzled. She walks and bows her head slightly, a skulled staff in hand. Her nose twitches.



<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:"DroidSans"">“ That smell<span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif";mso-ascii-font-family:"DroidSans"">…. your friend is bleeding.<span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:"DroidSans"">” She says in broken English.