Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30071669-20161231054653/@comment-29038468-20161231192448

''A Kikimora is seen sweeping the deck on the front porch of the house, as any good maid would. A Hell-Hound lounging about as well on the front porch, she seems to be waiting for something...or someone perhaps. A swirling purple portal with streaks of black opens and a young man wearing a brown cloak with bright golden flames weaved in at the bottom and at the ends of the sleeves. His hair scruffy and has seen all kinds of weather having been exposed to them. Beside the young man a Baphomet in a silken black dress laughs while coming out with him, the portal closes soon after.''

"I cannot believe you did that to the poor guy, he was down on his luck already and you turn all his gold into chocolate!" The young man says. The Baphomet only laughs louder. The Kikimora stops sweeping and smiles warmly at the pair, she curtsies. "Welcome back home master. Did your job go well?" She asks. The Hell-Hounds ears perk up and she dashes off the porch proceeding to tackle the guy. "Isaac your finally home! Now we can have dinner and I can ride you all night afterwards!" She cries out. This only makes the Baphomet fall on her back onto the ground in tears laughing hysterically. "Well at least you're laughing at all this..." I mutter.

(Hey, sorry about the late response I'm with family taking a trip so I haven't gotten the time to sit down.)