Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160613052136/@comment-26517142-20160616211119

Witch: I can see your frustration, gilded warrior. A fall-out, aren' t you? Fine. (Snaps fingers and Jeiel lands on one knee) I wasn't hurting him you know.

Jeiel: Testing us? Those Mamonos down there are starved for decades. You can tell by the way they lumbered after seeing us! We could've never returned!

Witch: Oh? Then what are you doing here, fair guide of Oz? You're safe. (Grabs a piece of the Golem that attacked Jeiel on his jacket and blows it to him)

- The Naether over there.. is Circe's pit. A pit for failed endeavors. Those who weren't fit for her happiness stay there, unloved, starving for mana. And soon... that same thing will happen outside OZ.