Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20161208131810

Jeiel unlatches the cloak behind his back and folds neatly into two quarters, hamming it into his sling-for-a-bag after a while.

“Important? Me?” He rests his shoulder against a dusty chair and stares at the blank expanse of the sky. There wasn’t a cloud in sight, so the only things that greeted his sight were a lone eagle swooping by .. and the arid desert sun.

“I guess you can say I am. If you heard of Oz. Wait… why do I still say that? It’s NeoOz.”