Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170704042243/@comment-26517142-20170810021735

Jeiel suddenly stops briefly and turns to Isaac. "Did she just call me a wet blanket?" Nykos nods and answers, "I believe so, your... Highness." Jeiel suddenly bursts into laughter. "HAH ! I haven't been called that for the last few years of me being a ruler!"

From inside his head, Circe's voice rang. Well, he hadn't been called that way for quite a while.

"Woman, you have spunk, I'll tell you that." Jeiel said - before noticing the red fragments on the sides of her forehead. "Scuse me, might I ask what those are?"

Whiz hands a levitating chair to Isaac. "Here boy. Sit." "Milady Whiz! You make him sound like a ... pet!" "Well, for today, he is. Right?" Whiz looks at him insistently. "So. How are things at your.... ranch?"