Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34830139-20180709060418/@comment-36304259-20180724133507

(ah, k)

"Oh?  A Chimæra? How peculiar, I haven't seen one in eons." A vendor spoke, each word was filled with almost completely unmasked arrogance. The person sat with both arms rested on the back of it's head, their legs supported by the counter in front of it in a very relaxed position. It seems like this particular stall was just set up recently, unfazed by the attack that plagued the market only moments before. This figure looked quite strange in the sense that despite looking like any other money-greedy vendor, they wore rags. if not for a seemingly new bandage curled around his entire left arm down to his hand, you might as well mistaken them for a beggar.