Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170711063011

Nuan flicks her fork backward. "OH! So.. for now you're good to go until you run out of your... (air quotes) mystery substance. Alright, alright.... not going to pry." She looks at her still. "But then again... how is it that you found yourself here, in our far-out land in the first place?"

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Cire heads toward the smoke with Racer and Chee closely behind. Racer was trying to avoid the crosses, and Cire could see how the undaunting Aswang from before was cowering over a small symbol.

They look over some rocks. And there, sitting by the fire were a group of Order soldiers.

"Hey. So... where did you bring that horse girl, Falkar?" asked one nearest to where Cire was hiding. (Sorry. My internet has issues.)