Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24431359-20170411044637/@comment-24431359-20170508153812

Faraam raised an eyebrow. Could it be that Lescatie's brutality had reached the ears of this nation and its inhabitants? Had he been a member of the Goddess' Order, he'd have reason to start panicking. However, he is a Templar, a part of an Order that seeks to ensure humanity's survival and submission to peace and order, rather than please the Chief God.

"Well, yes. A bustling nation, filled with all sorts of opportunites for trade, which, in turn, could have been more developed had the population been composed of lesser unthinking zealots. However, being a trader myself, Lescatie not the only place I've been to. I've been to Zipangu, the Mist Continent, and the nearly frozen continent of the Northern Realms. I would like to tell you more, but, it will take a lot of time. Would it be alright?" Faraam explained, trying to lessen the information about Lescatie as much as possible. Looks like even when in a different realm, the unlikable psychopaths of the Goddess' Order still manages to give him headaches, Faraam thought.