Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28027028-20190128192126

A small droid stands ready to greet all new faces coming to this land, awkwardly rehearsing its line behind the boat shack that makes up this small desolate entryway to a continent in upheaval.

"Greetings Travellers!--- no no, maybe like, GREETINGS TRAVELLERS!!-- no.....Greetings? Travellers?" The little robot sputtered to itself as it rolled forward to watch the road leading the small sea port.

"Oh I got it! Greeeetings Travellerssss! Yeah! perfect!" It jumped in excitement waving its little grabbily claw arms about happily as it rolled down to the start of the pier passed a freshly installed sign pointing behind the robot, "Halecene City, 10 miles! Population: 4500" Sloppily painted in glow in the dark paint. The sign also had another plank nailed to it saying, "PS: Beware of dogs!" an arrow pointing the same direction as the sign above it.

Surely such a small outpost must be trying to joke around for tourists sake, right? 