Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36129621-20180709090601/@comment-36129621-20180709091415

''Manus Berkley strolled through the Black-Iron Bazaar, looking over some glassware. He was the great grandson of a scientist that had come since the very foundation of the settlement, and had held fast to the studious nature of his great grandfather. He was a scientist, a biologist more accurately, and was in the middle of finding more honed materials to create some good wares. He smiled as he examined some glass, thinking it might just be the fit he needed for a new microscope.''

(Manus: https://i.pinimg.com/736x/64/a1/0a/64a10af994ac6c3387655aed44c4652d.jpg)