Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20160826181812/@comment-28144855-20160826222322

"Well..." I pause a bit  to make sure both of them pay attention, then without beating around the bush i stated

"The bad news is we are stuck here for several days, and I don't have anything on me except this." I pulled out from my pockets all of my belongings, several storage crystals all except one empty, but in it were only some Striker unit parts, tools and junk, several Emmerian dinars ranging from bronze to gold, and some fun shrooms.

"The good news is once I regain my power I'll be able to conjure crap again, not to mention we'll be able to leave and go home." I say honestly. "In the mean time we should see what this place has to offer at this point, at least there are no threats to us from what I can sense. It seems like the only productive thing to do, except securing food." I added just as my stomach decided to agree with a loud growl.

I sat on the bench and then turned to watched them as they started to think things over, giving them as much time as they need. It is my fault we are stuck afterall.