Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161204121342/@comment-26517142-20170205131515

Jeiel gives a small glance at the situation, unable to make a statement. Sebyl leans on over and whispers hotly, “Getting frustrated over Jorge’s little girl, Cutie?”

“Shut it Sebyl.” Jeiel grabs her hand and squeezes it. “Stop laying the facts down on me. I’m sweating like a sinner in church.“

“Shows me how much guilty you can feel.”



A pale yellow light starts to widen in the dark tunnel – and Praetor and Kathra are wide-eyed at a massive, underground market. The Dulcis Bazaar.

“Welcome, lady and gentleman.” Jeiel throws his arms wide, as if beholding the sight before them.