Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170301125240/@comment-28358106-20170303151722

"Not a chance, chump."

Cyndwella tilts her head to the side and smirks. "If I had a silver for every moron adventurer who thought he could waltz into my---"

"Lady Cyndwella!! EEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Unable to contain herself, Hex zips forward like a giant bee and clings to Cyndwella's waist. "My Lady, My sweet Lady Cyndwella! Oh, how I've missed you so!" Hex squeezes her.

Cyndwella gets a look of shock and disgust. "!..Hey! W-what the  fuck are you doing?!  Let go of me, you flying pissant!"

-BAMF- Cyndwella disappears, and Hex tumbles forward. -CLANG!- A cage appears around her, trapping her,  and flies towards the wall. Chains spring around it, holding it to the beam.

-KABAMF- Cyndwella reappears, looking angry. "Don't touch me, you filthy little Devil! How the hell do you know my name??"

She turns to Marcus. "You better control your plaything, little man, if you know what's good for you."

"She...she called me a pissant...she really doesn't remember..." Hex begins to tear up.