Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190407215657/@comment-26517142-20190909022524

"Helping me UP would suffice." Jeiel said as he reached for the closest handrail to yoink his body out of rubble. "Y-You know what, I got it. Gimme a sec, gimme a sec.. (bends back and bone is heard snapping) OOF! Okay I'm good."

Outside the Run Beer Run, the assembly of Baphomets, Witches and Familiars stood there with cross expressions on their faces, the main group holding on to the voice amplifier poised for another scream. Jeiel steps up to them and clears his throat. "Well, hello you all. Been a while since I've seen every member of the Lleh Sabbath assembled in the hizzow."

"CUT the fancy, Jeiel Yozama!!" said one of the Witches with a shaky fist. "Our mistress is missing and you know it!! Where is SHE?!!! WE DEMAND TO KNOW!!"