Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20161129061015

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Jeiel had just alighted to a desolate town somewhere in the borderline of the desert regions of MR, its area constantly swallowed up by the coming and going of sandstorms. He sought for shade, as it was getting drearily hot. Admittedly, the best he's got is a saloon on the west side of town. As he prepares to enter, he notices someone sitting by the front porch.

"Umm.... scuse me?"