Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170103091405/@comment-26517142-20170125114011

The elderly gent of an Engkant steps forward. "Yes... As it would seem, you were not there to restrain him."

"That thing is unholy!" Another Engkant man screamed. A pounding was heard from Makiling's table. She was stern, even in her regality.

"He is not a thing. Merely, a vessel of a demon." Makiling turns to Jeiel. "Do you know who that thing is? That demon, which lives inside you?"

Jeiel looks away. The next word he spoke sounded terrifying..

="Aryan."=