Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170603204216/@comment-31336039-20171030084613

(I'm stuck, remember, I'm looking behind the door for Ivory.)

Némésis put his hand carefully on the handle, fearing to see it open on him again. From afar, he heard that new work was available, but he had other plans for the immediate future. An appointment at the bottom of a lake.

But before, he had to make sure that nobody would follow him if he wanted to operate quietly. Especially since someone started following him.