Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31882612-20170625191831/@comment-31336039-20170712184116

(I'm really surprised that Ragna let me go, knowing the dragons of this universe ...)

John bowed to Ragna and started to leave before stopping. His mind alert, convinced that he was forgetting something.

But he just reject the idea and raise his hand as a goodbye."Take care! See you next time."

John walked away without hurry, mentally planning how he would perfect his camouflage with the local flora stuck in his jacket and bag.

"I'm going to look like a moron, but I'll be spotted less quickly." He muttered, before adding in his mind. "I need a weapon more dissuasive for primi... peop... natives who have never seen a handgun. I will craft something. A spear? A mass?"