Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-26517142-20190421023605

As soon as Jeiel takes a seat he gazes at everyone on the table and nods in slight acknowledgement. With a remote hand making a preternatural whirl on the side of the table.. he incites a spell. The Auzium-bound cameras watching them turn green and freeze.

"They think we're just eating here...but actually we arent. Now...while we are enjoying the leisure of our food...."

Jeiel puts his hands into a twined form and stares at everyone. "What exactly had happened to you all.. and what do you think, is going on here in Quitonne?"

Outside where the group was eating.. far from their notice and convenience..

Fari was staring at them. Particularly... at Joseph, the clown. Her mouth utters one word. Laced with edge and dread.

" The Scarlet King."

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