Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161119072857

Maria Makiling swatts the Mollusk King's reaching hands and steams. "Your aim, MILORD! SPEAK IT NOW!"

"I gotcha... talk about being a spoil sport."

From behind his foggy glasses, glowing green eyes blazed as they narrowed to Cire. "I hear.... ya have a past in this place. Yes.. ya have one. And.. do you want to seek it? Do you want to know.. why you have a lingering sensation that you've come to your place of reckoning?" He snickers.