Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180407031348

"I don't know. That man is strange... one moment he's meek the next he's tough and speaks with the tone of a lord. Perhaps he's not right in the head, too many close encounters with death perhaps?"

Removing his hand from Tirush's shoulder Praetor turns to Armata and the trio of natives.

"I wonder if they've found our next lead. I'd rather not be in this depressing realm much longer. It's strange really, I somewhat miss that blasted place." He chuckles to himslef as the thought of a world without mamono crossed his mind. He had been there for so long that they became just an everyday occurrence to him.

"This world seems odd to me Tirush... I haven't seen such loss of life ever back home... heh. To think that our world seems almost like a peaceful place compared to this."