Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190618154203/@comment-26517142-20190625205357

Jeiel shrugs. "I don't exactly know, Dravela. Some say this place started to come about even as the multiverses just started their first laps into existence. Others say this is a blip from the unknown. Whatever the reason, people started to whisper about it in secret tongue - which is why you don't get to hear it on normal folk." Jeiel looks towards Sabine. "Sabine, what are you weaving?"

"~a little narrative patchwork of us all in this very tavern. Isn't it cute~?" The Arachne says in an ecstatic voice as she raises a patchwork - in full colors - of a squiggly Jeiel, Rix, Forjod, Dravela, herself, Aegis and Blanc on their table. For patchwork... she nailed the colors admirably. "I think I missed detailing Aegis though ~ maybe next time."