Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-30014014-20181127014502

'Yes. Go forth and indulge in this warden’s nourishments. A common tactic manifested for the greatest harvests. Bound by the ruler and now in the fattening process...' the man in the wall speaks of his ever sardonic tone, once again gnawing at Prad’s psyche.

“That’d be great. I’ll take something light” he speaks, taking careful steps toward the door. His hunger is stowed, cut in half by the minute possibility of the gray man’s voice holding truth.