Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190920081520/@comment-26517142-20190920180147

"Ah shoot. The Order with its high alert of things. Sticks-in-the-mud, the lot of them." Jeiel muttered after spotting all the details before him. Soon he scales down the rocks of the high area, almost as if he was floating down from the height.

"Here's twenty bucks hoping I can get through the barricade..." He told himself.. as he trudged down a beaten path heading to the town.

Jeiel was intent on going into Mirefield. He was there for a purpose. He intended to fulfill it - by hook or by crook. Then again... the first thing he had to worry was entering this town.

After all... it's highly unlikely... that the Order would ignore him, of all people.

The Sage of Senev's Paths.

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20 minutes later... Jeiel reaches the entrance of the town. And sees it was not completely, by itself. (Lance, do the honors. )