Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150518062512/@comment-5543592-20150522002130

Scire easily trailed Najiima, his sense tracking her every movement. It was most certainly bizarre. The woman- Najiima she had said her name was- had been so utterly terrified. And when the man had... bothered her, still so. During the fight, however, her aura had changed, but was back to the pale blueness of fear that was before the instant it was over.

That was an irregularity. Scire had never seen it's likes before. And he had to figure it out. He hurried after her, not quite bothering with stealth in the bustling city.