Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161012194300

Jeiel sighs gently into the wind. He tucks the fragment back to his pocket before patting Cire by the shoulder. "Changed my mind. Let's find Chee and the men. "

Picking up the lock of hair, Jeiel conjures Amihan. "Can you whiff up her scent, dearie?"

"LEAVE it to me!" Amihan makes a mock soldier's salute before picking up the trail.

"Sorry. " Jeiel hangs his head. "I'm acting desperate over a girl."