Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170602072721/@comment-30014014-20170604003741

A lady began wondering around the ruins. Not someone familiar with the place, yet she felt no sense of loss. No, rather, as she began walking around, looking at everything...

...she began touching things. Touching everything "Ohh, new things to poke. I poke all the things!"

The woman in particular happened to be wearing a mask made of a mix between wood of white trees and the outer layers of metals serving as adornements. A smooth curl of green hair followed wherever she went, matching well with the orange pigment as her skin.

She went along, touching all the things she has never seen before.