Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20181225230547/@comment-37523810-20190101232056

Vez’nan and Beatrice arrived back to the village. The area seemed cleared out now, with the laborers grouped up in chains and a few more families being led into the forest.

The Orderite saw a young woman with manacles around her wrists and a gag around her mouth. She looked docile and didn’t show many features of being a Mamono. Her stormy-gray eyes glanced up at him with a pleading look as he approached.

The quartermaster from Fayayrd’s original ship approached him. “Ah, Fayard, how goes the perimeter?”

(Huh. Well, you could be a stowaway on one of the Order ships, or you could be a deceased Zipangu human who became a Banshee. If you have any other ideas, I’ll hear them out.)