Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190206025607/@comment-31749612-20190208025447

“Yes, I’ve been out here as long as I can remember.” Monarch comments in regards to the captains questions. He’d then turn his head to look at the other soldier.

“People call me Monarch, and my pet...” Monarch looks up at the sky, quickly spotting his crow. He’d then lift his left arm out, waiting. After a few moments, a crow swoops down and lands on his arm. “She’s called Corkscrew.” He answers with a smile that’s hidden by his mask.

“It’s true. People out here feel hopeless and desperate, so they they resort to... Well, I’m sure you’re familiar with their methods. I assure you, however, I am not like them.” Monarch further explains before listening to see if Corkscrew had spotted any threats nearby.