Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-26517142-20170813073221

Looking at Penelope, then at the Baphomet clad in white fur now being barred pretentiously by Ersha, Haia sighs. "We can do that.... or..... this." Jostling the Caith Sith's arm under hers, she turns toward Lleh and yells, "LLEH EHT D'LROW!"

The Mamono cranes her neck up. "You rang?" "I know where Jeiel is... but in order for me to point it out.... you'd have to beat me and Ersha first," said Haia insistently. All of the sudden, purple aura deviates from the Baphomet. "Are you seriously.... challenging me? A Baphomet of the Demon Lord's Army?"

"In the name of the Bluward name, I won't make it an easy fight." She said, a powerful orange aura escalating from her as well. "Where.. is the nearest mallet game?" She asks Penelope in a soft voice.

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Honestly.... Jeiel wasn't expecting her to make that powerful of a shot. But, as the bottle towers clattered down with such speed, Jeiel goes on with claiming his prize. He manages to swipe three prizes: a bat with short, curled wings and anime eyes, a fluffy pillow-like sheep, and a ball with an emoticon-like face. He hands this all to the Gail sister.

"You all deserve that." He grins at them. "Okay... how about that??' He points to a new game: the hammer game on the center of the plaza. "That oughtta test some strength."