Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190618154203/@comment-28718853-20190618184640

Forjod, Rix, and the eight foot muscular Hellhound known as Dravela make their way down the streets of Vamore. Forjod's head looks in every direction, curious and excited by the sights. A necklace with a green jewel adorns his neck, its magical properties protecting him from the effects of the Demon Realm.

Rix strolls alongside him with a skeptical expression, untrusting of whether they were about to go on a simple rescue mission. She keeps watch for any mamono who might try to inch close to her husband.

Dravela trails them with a bright smile and says, "This is a beautiful city! We should bring your mother and father here one day Forjod!"

"My mother's currently dealing with a war right now Dravela," Forjod reminds the large Hellhound, who chuckles and says, "That's why I said one day silly!"

"This trip better just be an easy one. Already looking forward to going back and smashing up some wooden dolls," Rix mutters as she pounds a fist into her open palm.

"He helped us, so it's only fair that we help him back," Forjod says as he spots the meeting place up ahead with Jeiel and an Automaton. He gestures to the cafe and says to the two Hellhounds, "That's the place, and there's the King of Oz himself."

"Goodie!" Dravela says while Rix scoffs and says, "Let's get this over with."

The trio enter the cafe and walk to Jeiel. Forjod greets him by saying, "Hey Jeiel! Rix and I are here as we agreed!  Mom sent a third person with us, but she's very friendly!  I think you've seen her before at the Pink Lion fair."

"Dravela's my name in case your brain needs refreshing!" Dravela tells Jeiel with a beaming grin.

"How's Cybele? She doing alright?" Rix asks Jeiel, thinking back to their skirmish with the Matriarchy.