Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160812021946/@comment-26517142-20160814173030

(Oh sure. I didn't say it was wrong Rep. I enjoy you chiiping in this stuff)

Charon's boat wasn't just a boat. It was a ''ship.  The words St, Anne's Revenge '' were printed in faded colors in its hull. Creaking and old, it was a miracle it floated unbroken.

"Nah, to answer you... the Styx mirrors all. People living. People to die. People who died. People to live. I learn from the Styx everyday. The Styx is yes.... the river of souls that tread on Zion - the invisistates."

"Okay, one platinum slab. A bag of gold. And Rep's usual! You dog. " Charon looks at Medea. "...No. I need protection. You have the underground queen Medea in your hands right there."

Shie: (mutters) WHich is trouble.