Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161027174550/@comment-28718853-20170205160009

"My mother...a Manticore, what's this guy talking about?" I whispered to myself, eyes wide.

"You jackhole!" Rix shouted as she charged forward, slashing at Abiathar's torso with her Demon silver glaive.

"Dang, she changed quick," the Gazer muttered absent-mindedly.

Umana manages to grab the cinnamon roll. Awkwardly, she works it into her other hand and says, "B...Blances, I have this last cinnamon roll for you. You want it?"