Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180620165747/@comment-19164168-20180624191806

"Of course. This is our spot. Not theirs." Eselde smiled. She wore her left gauntlet and locked it as the last part of her lightweight armor after she got her utility belt on.

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The figure carefully observed the environment around her. She found it unsurprising that society gradually sprung up in an island so heavily controlled by her client, but shrugged it off as quickly as she thought of it, refusing to let such details interfere with her mission.