Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161204121342/@comment-26517142-20170711031834

Jeiel sees that Sebyl had left and with a frantic expression he bowed hurriedly at Vesta. "Whatever you're planning, Vesta... I can't talk to you. Sebyl, Praetor and Kathra won't wait for me if I disappear for too long." He begins to leave - until Vesta grips his arm.

"Beware of Ozma."

Jeiel stops at the mention of his wife. "H-HuH?? What are you..... talking about??'

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Aine looks to Sebyl and mutters a subtle "Awkward." The Slime, however, stares at the pleading eyes of the child and without further ado, rushes to Praetor and pulls him aside.

"Praetor..... can I make an agreement with you? One that.... won't cause you to feel ill at ease with... any of us, seeing as you are feeling just that."