Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170502141739

Chee walks away from the three Mamono fortune-tellers. Yes, they were creepy, and the prophecy-thing they spewed just added the creep-o factor. But as she fumed and looked back she sees - the Mamonos are no longer where she had left them. Immediately after realizing that an Engkant passes her and calls out to Makiling. "Mahal na Maria, Jeiel Yozama and Sidapa have disappeared!" "What?" Makiling calls to the male Engkant. "Where were they last spotted?" "Close to the Dalaket territory. They left a mass of bodies of slain Dalaket in their wake, but in the middle there was a crater, and their spiritual essence led away to...  the... Aswangs." Makiking gritted her teeth at the report. "What are they.... DOING?! (Speeds off to Chee) You. You come with me. Your master has committed the unthinkable.

Balana sits and stares at the hearth nearby. She answers in a low voice. "He will be up in two, three hours. The thing inside had been calmed and his poison had left him. There is no more trouble." She watches the sleeping Jeiel. "I was there, when you two fought. You, the god of death. Him, the creature. You caused this. (Shows him.. an aged old scar of a laceration across her arm) Although..it was accidental. I am aware, of course... that that entity was the one who angered you first. It was its mistake. " Balana musses the hair on Jeiel's head. "It is such a shame that he now carries a curse. That although he is your friend, what dwells within him, hates you." Racer enters the tent and grabs for Cire's arm, hugging it smugly.