Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26517142-20170806004519

Nyarcca pops on over to Jeiel's side. "Jeiel? You hanging in there?" "Hah. For oncd, you really do care. Yeah, I'm swell." Jeiel forces himself to a stand again. "If we can leave them both here, it'd be alright. We're just going to crash around secretly, and it might not be Imbellis' forte.."

All of the sudden, Jeiel stops.

Rhombi echoes from his pocket. Your Highness?

Jeiel wasn't talking anymore. He was more into listening to Little Jeiel's tale. For it sounded.....so familiar.

''Once...there was a warrior from a land unknown. He was mot like any warrior seen on the land..for he wa but, a boy. A Slime soon woke him, and taking a liking tothe boy, became his companion and he sought to find who he was. It was after reading a scroll, did a sign told him, he..was the treader of the Paths of Senev...''