Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160112025117/@comment-5543592-20160115210345

Scire scartched his head at the blurry auras that made up his vision, a missmass of red and blue shapes, outlined with other, lesser colors. He'd recognize Agatha- they were friends, and he'd spent a great deal of time with her.

"This way." He said, leading Zaydate down the row of tents.