Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190522130722/@comment-26517142-20190618144733

Pia flutters close by as Bell and her Amnion sisters all traverse the swampy murk. Reaching the shed, they contract their mechanism to become normal, metallic limbed humanoids who open the shed door. The three enter and Pia looks at the men who seem hesitant to cross the waters.

"Well? Go on."

Kuroma bobs behind Ashton. "Eeeehh.. I left the Obskur. They're no fun. All they do is hang around the Naether wastes believing in building a united Naether tribe. There's no fun in living in such a huge group of Naetherkin. It's cramped and all..."

Serathes suddenly darts her head to the distance. Her Crocotta subordinates look at her in concern. "What is it?"

"Something... IS SHIFTING.... from the Dunes.."