Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160203043235/@comment-26852465-20160212125117

DM didn't contribute to the conversation. Despite being able, fighting wasn't something he enjoyed doing.. whether as an aggressor or in self-defense. Incapacitating Mamono, though.. that was always a monumental task, since they all seemed to strong, so resilient... so tantalizing; and what was he, besides a human?

As he mentioned the artifact DM sought, he finally cut in. ''"The rumor goes that this was something that acted as a two-way teleportation device to Royal Makai, the realm of the Demon Lord.. since the world's being torn apart by Civil War.. I figured I could probably get some people that... don't mind monsters, to Royal Makai, where they could avoid the Civil War, until it simmers down." ''His hand felt around the wall, intentionally triggering another trap. At the end of the hall, far out of Moor Dread and Grigor's range, the walls erupted with spikes, and then retracted. "Given how well defended this place is.. makes sense they'd hide it here, eh?"