Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170714053841

Nuan bursts into laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAA!! I like you, Miss Metal. You're the first who hadn't crawled to the ground after I did that to them." She says this, and from the wreckage of a fallen table both Lawi and Bael pop their heads out in concern. "You are strong. You'll do well anywhere."

"Milady... you are hurt."

"Hurt for the first time in a hundred years." She stands, wobbling knees evident. But with a magic circle she fixes herself. "Interesting that a non- Pylosian Mamono done me in."

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"Can't kill you? Oh." Kallut looks at him earnestly. "Are you one of those Heros? Or are you an Incubus? Given that these two Mamonos are with you... and I am surprised. An Aswang, of all things. (Refers to Racer)

"Actually.... everyone from the Order believes Filiphilos hosts the unruliest of Mamono. You know the law of the nighttime here? Long nights, correct? At those times... men are sent to hunt for Mamono. And they get to see Mamonos who are, at times, attack men at mere sight as they rarely see men. This scares the hell out of those soldiers and forces them to make themselves hate Mamono kind again. A disgusting tactic.... (eyebrows raise) You saw the natives, I see. The tribal ones...? Yes. They are savage against Mamonos too.