Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20181108060848/@comment-34818102-20181109022838

Levitas noticed many things upon entering the waking world. The first was a lack of tiredness, flying was tiring, and she was almost always doing it. They second was a distinct lack of other monsters. Where was the Weresheep who fed her, where was the Cyclops who always repaired her breastplate?

The final, and most confounding, was the terrain she was in. She last recalled... A town, or maybe very small city, and not some forest.

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