Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190920081520/@comment-39280634-20191110155241

Lance sits down on the chair and continues to speak:

"Yeah, yeah... I get it. In my boring-ass life I never knew crap like this ever existed. You think all this is just crazy fiction, things that happen only in the wildest of imagination while you just trudge through a mundane reality. Then suddenly boom, your gramps is an evil cultist, monsters are real and now you are one too. Saying 'a lot to take in' doesn't even begin to cover it. It hit me hard and fast. And yeah... I did my best to use it well. I did my best to stop my grandfather. But still... I messed up somehow. I lost some people close to me and many more got hurt in the process. This... this isn't like one of those superhero stories you know ? I don't... really see myself as this Spiderman type, you know...

And no, Lina doesn't know. No one knows. But I got sa-" Lance got interupted when someone enters in the tavern.



Out the door walks in a somewhat tall Holstaur, dressed in farm overalls, with pale-ish skin doted with black spots on various parts on her body, blue eyes, a very well endowed body but most notably: human legs, helping her to blend in better among humans due to polymorphic potion, provided to her by Order reprezentatives. Her eyes land squarely on Lance: "Found you ! You could've told me you wanted to go for a walk, humff ! When I found your letter I thought you were gonna get lost, so I had to find you". Shortly after, she notices the Jeiel and immediately greets him in a cheery voice: "Oh, hello ! I'm Meri, what's your name ?"