Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20171120220818/@comment-33719112-20171130002933

Unsheathing his blade from the ground, Hollow immediately collasped to the ground, pushing himself up. Speaking seemed to be what his new strength was, but it seriously drained him. No wonder he was mute here. Strange. By the time he had gotten to a knee, Elise had patted his shoulder, and caught his attention to the newcomer who had mysteriously floated into view. He had both his feet firmly under him when he finally saw Night haul off the group of mamono that had ambushed him. Revenge is a cruel requiem for those deserving.

The two both sheathed their swords, and Hollow reached for his only form of communication, his chalkboard, which wasn't to be found. He had left it at camp at the instance of Night's cries for help, so Elise to it upon herself to do try and translate Hollow's cryptic hand signals, despite Hollow's complaints.

''"I don't like giggling." ''Hollow nodded. ''"He doesn't either." ''He shrugged. "Who are you? And I don't care what-" Hollow had grabbed her by the arm, gesturing for her to calm down. Elise recomposed herself, and asked her question. "Who are you?" Then Hollow gestured as if he were giving something. ''"You want me to give her what?" ''He pointed to himself. ''"No, you're not marrying anybody but me." ''He shook his head, puffed out his chest, and jammed his thumb into his breastplate. ''"Right, his name's Hollow, I'm Elise, these are... Hollow's friends." ''She looked back at the knight. ''"You know, you never introduced them to me." ''He put up his hands in surrender.