Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28718853-20200409224613/@comment-28718853-20200609015940

(Jester, Lance)

Ume nods at the man before she stands in the pillars, letting out a sigh of relief as her wounds close and heal. Violet joins her, the damage she suffered against her metallic foe fading away and she flexes her muscles when she feels her strength return.

Their bodies healed, the two mamono look toward Lance.

"Ume Greenslade, the dragon is Violet," Ume introduces as she gestures to herself with a grin and replies, "And to answer your other question I'm a Kakuen. Monkey mamono found in Zipangu."

"Sup?" Violet asks as she raises her claw to the two men in greeting.

"You fixing to break us out of her Violet?" asks Ume.

"I would, but I'd expose you and these men to the wooden toys outside as well as their Wurm-brained leader on her dragon," Violet answers.

"Fair enough," Ume says as she turns to the warrior priest and asks, "You never gave us your same good sir. What is it?"

(MediocreKnight)

The wood of the pickaxe appears to have not been in use for some time. A perceptive eye could suggest that the wood is decades old. However, the mining tool feels quite durable.

Inside the cabin there are chunks of wood missing in the floor and the walls. A desk with multiple chips and scratches sits beside a wooden door inside the cabin that leads to another room. Next to the door leading out of the cabin is a table that is missing one of its legs, the broken piece lying a few feet from it.

The constructs do not appear to be paying Arvin any mind. Not even the metal dragon circling above seems interested in the human. They appear to be solely focused on the blocked off entrance where the dweller and his ally had fled.