Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24696651-20160625002154/@comment-24696651-20160714020820

30th of Rain's Hand

A group of several dozen men exited the purplish blob, bent over slightly with their arms grasping something on their shoulders. It seemed like there were pairs, or occasionally threes, of men who were connected by some invisible axis and had their same raised, facing in the same direction.

The two men chatting stopped for a moment, as one man walked right above the Spectres and squatted down, poking the dirt, before resuming the conversation with his partner.