Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-26852465-20160326035634

''"Right-o." ''DM spoke with confidence, circled around the tree, waiting for an oppurtunity where he was out of Sentinel and Hal's line of sight.. once it happened. Everything they saw would go dark, and their ears would be welcomed by what sounded like the sound of a snapping branch. Indeed.. during the Monster Civil War.. DM had made great use of this technique to minimise civilian casualties. His memories of such a feat had been wiped clean, however.

Moments later, as though someone turned on the metaphorical lights of reality.. the three would be welcomed by a new line of scenery. The clouds swirled above the jagged mountains, giving them an air of mystery and danger. Anyone seasoned to this region of the Order continent would know that this place was essentially home to many Dragons, and various subspecies, such as Wyverns, and Wurms. All of them powerful creatures..

''"Right then. Here we are, everyone!" ''DM quickly glanced around, making sure he had not missed anyone.. lost them in transmission.