Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170804001432/@comment-26517142-20170908233640

Mera looks at David, having seen the lighter. But she scoffs. "That device that projects flames... you have little fluid left to keep it alive. Conserve it." She keeps a particular eye at Hunter. "Well..... it seems you are indeed, from beyond. Just like that one named John, who had entered here with the Dragon, Ragna. They are... earlier guests."

Ragna bows at the rest of the group. "I am Ragna. A Dragon of the Eastern Mountains. John here... he is someone I met as a person who had also, been washed ashore here. "

"This is my abode, by the way. " Mera led the others down the hall with a lantern in hand. The darkness illuminated under its faded light. "I am Meratthorne. They call me the Sargasso Witch."