Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150130214457/@comment-25683991-20150207020148

After roughly an hour of flying to Siris' Ivory Palace, Sargon finally got there. He saw his nephew, Sarin, Surin? Sargon couldn't remember, he was so detached from his family from being a simple restaurant owner. He walked up to his nephew.

"Sorin? Surin? Bah, can't remember your name even, where'd you place all me' special cheese? I placed it in a shack around here, now all that's here is a giant Palace."

(Sargon speaks in a Scottish accent.)