Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24431359-20170411044637/@comment-26517142-20170420061233



The Bungle feels the warmth of his hands seep into her cheeks with that single touch. Feels the strength of his resolution into seeing the person known as Rose again... but then she notices the dying strength within him.

He is weakened. He needs her aid. "Alainna!!" She calls for help.



Another Mamono pokes out of the rocks and rushes to the side of the Bungle. A furry, chimeric Mamono with a gem on her forehead. A Carbuncle. "Opaline, what are you doing? This is supposed to be our private ho--- (shocked at thr sight of a man) ---what??"



"Help me. Now!"

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The Templar is sound asleep, covered in a warm blanket. He dreams.. and soon wakes up.. (Your go man. ;)