Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20170619234521/@comment-31595069-20170620025250

Curt retracted his hand from Whiskey's shoulder as he saw his face. "Gods above Whiskey the hell is happening to you!? Your face man, there strange things on it now. I think we have to get you to someone now." He spoke.

Mek would soon run into a familiar face, a woman with some tiger like features. "Oh Mek? Well fancy running into you here..." Quinm spoke as she greeted him.