Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20181225230547/@comment-37523810-20181229233201

(Fine. Keth, you can control the armor and the nekomata. Redact what I said, just don’t go crazy with the story changing.)

“She may stay. Thank you, sir...” The man would close the door behind Vez’nan once he left. Outside, the mage could hear the sound of yelling, crying, and screaming. Orderites were moving Mamono families out of their homes, some were shoving them out, others dragging them with a sword out. The families were all being led to a part of the the nearby forest.

In the Nekomata’s house, Beatrice watched as the husband sat down with his wife on the floor, where their children had fallen asleep.

H: Whether we chose to conform or not, we’ll be separated either way.

W: Our children need your spirit energy to live healthily. Without it, they could become really sick... o-or worse... (she starts to sob harder)

H: ...You’ll need to find some way. Have faith, love. Keep praying for our children. I’ll come back to you... I promise...

“Yes sir.” They’d a all salute Fayard. Even if they were inexperienced, they had heart.