Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170415021719

Racer keeps her eyes low amidst her kneeling. The colossal Aswang before her are served by several other Aswangs, smaller in size but all as fearsome-looking as her. At a wave of her hand, her retainers leave. The huge Aswang stands and approaches Racer.



Much to the Elementals’ wonder, she brings Racer’ s forehead closer to hers and nuzzles it against the other. They begin to converse.





Nakabalik ka.

''Oo. At'''…. kasama ko ang mga ito.'

''Sino mga iyan? Ngayon ko lang sila nakita sa isla… ''

Sila'y mga taga-ibang mundo..Ingka.

 

The Aswang looks at Cire, puzzled. She walks and bows her head slightly, a skulled staff in hand. Her nose twitches.



<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:"DroidSans"">“ That smell<span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman","serif";mso-ascii-font-family:"DroidSans"">…. your friend is bleeding.<span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman","serif"; mso-ascii-font-family:"DroidSans"">” She says in broken English.