Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190106223825/@comment-37523810-20190107232152

Myuu watched him drink from the bowl again, genuinely surprised. “You... you’re not mad?”

“So... where do you reside?” Shira was obviously disturbed by the sight of a once peaceful village now full of soldiers.

Some more patrons had arrived, probably from hearing Menagerie’s voice from outside the inn.

The soldiers that he trained with weren’t experienced with international war, as they had been mainly trained to fight monsters from the Demon Realms back home, and many of them looked like they were eighteen or nineteen years old. Still, they seemed determined, and put in the effort while training.

Not many villagers came out towards the market. In fact, quite a few seemed to be heading to the inn a few blocks down.