Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190601225408/@comment-37523810-20191015074554

"He may enter if he so wishes," The Admiral gestured to a Mamono bound to a steel chair. It was a Lizardman, which looked uncannily like its Wyvern cousins besides the lack of wings. It was chained to the seat and looking both scared and enraged at once.

"Aye, sir!" Fayard's men followed close behind him.

As Ainyl approached the tower, she noticed that the building was actually a large temple, with monks and priests of the Zipanguan deities roaming the area. Beside it was a large, grandiose building, its appearance almost like a palace.

"Indeed. However, local resistance shall only be a temporary setback. In the long run, there is victory with the Order." The officer chuckled a little. "Quite poetic, actually; the sun will finally fall on the Empire of the Sun."

"You three are the delegates to represent Cyrzure Isle. I am only good for a means of transporting you where needed." Roran turned to face Bonehart. "Only say the word, and I will be prepared to go where you are needed. However, the Countess has tasked me to serve you in any way you see fit. If you think I am of any use to your mission besides my duty of sailing, I am at your disposal."

"Mhm." The Oni continued to serve drinks to the other patrons.