Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190106223825/@comment-37523810-20190109200436

Both Fayard and Vez’nan approached the hut, though no one was inside. Vez’nan could feel an overwhelming amount of DE all over the place, especially from an empty bowl of soup and a drained cup of some beverage.

Myuu glanced at Sebastian. He didn’t mean harm. She should’ve seen that from the beginning, but was blinded by her fear of the Order. She took out a kitchen knife and began splitting the mussels. “... You know, if you’re like that... I don’t have to be just a servant. And neither do any other people you interview. You’re saving lives by doing this. You know that, right?”

The man could hear birds chirping and a slight breeze blowing east. The wind had brought a strange smell to the man’s nose before dying out with the air. Something was over there.