Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170721055759/@comment-26517142-20170822061541

Just as Laz veered away from the room finding nothing that sparked her interest, a small voice crawled out of the cracks of the wall and down to the floor as a viscous shape. Racer immediately backed up – and Suara nearly fumbles.

''“Who are you? What is your business, in the Temple of Lakans?”''

The shape morphs into a humanly form. A monster-girl that suspiciously, looked like Nuan, but instead of a dark malefice hanging over her, the Mamono had white aura upon her, pale eyebrows and pale skin. Dull, threaded clothes were her wear and a lopsided hat was atop her head.

“Are you any more than those sordid men who tried to bar their way into my Master’s tomb??” She spoke in a calm, yet angry voice.