Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-29038468-20160927225503

At the turn of events, the small Whiz merely grins and sniggers. "You sure are a sneak and goofball, Onii-chan. Anyway, I know she does this to make contact with someone. Problem is, who? OOOOOOooooh.."

Nykos: Darn it, Mr. Isaac. You're gonna get us in a WHOLE lot of trouble, making us eavesdrop!

Up above, Ani and Repter are hiding behind the pillar, surveying Ozma's movements warily. "Wherever those guys may have ended up, I'm sure they're not too far away."

Ozma bows respectfully at the pedestal, scatters a handful of powder at it, and produces a fan. She performs an intricate dance. At her last step, she turns and waves once, sending a powerful blast of energy. The energy converges. It begins to take form...

An image of an wizened old man.

"Good day, King Harmon. My liege. My father."

"Good day, Ozma." Isaac(Thoughts): King Harmon? I'm sure I've heard the name somewhere before...Lic-chan...' I think angerly. Issac(Talking to Whiz and Nykos): So this King Harmon guy, he a friend of yours?' I ask them.