Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160927233204/@comment-26517142-20161013185558

Jeiel stares at Cire as if he were a nutjob."What is with the alien language?"

A warrior flicks his spear. In one swoop, the net is cut loose and the two  sprawl on top of one another. Several congregate around their hands and feet and bide them with ropes.

Jeiel: NGH. THE vines again? Good lord... I've had enough." He looks at the one holding Sylph. "Let her go please. She means no harm.

The native releases her and brandishes his spear, grunting with his companions.