Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170802030316/@comment-5583506-20170807194747

(Zoor, dafuq is Arkham Prison. Gotham City is the other way.)

"Don't you take that tone with me, 'hero'", the captain of the Volkihar guard spat at Gait as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I have every fucking right in the world to suspect foul play from your kind. Half of you turn into a global threat, killing innocents by the dozen, while the rest of you expect us humans to care for your degenerates. Piss off."

"We still need an update on the situation, captain", Preacher said calmly, giving Gait a stare that seemed to say 'cool down'. They couldn't afford to make themselves more enemies than they already had, especially with Volkihar island.

The captain snorted disapprovingly. It was clear that she had had enough experience of people with the 'heroic trait' in her days, most likely why she had ended up serving as their jailor.

"We don't really know what happened", she said. "Late into last night, the sky was all of a sudden set ablaze and a wave of fire blew off the entire north-eastern block. Some inmates died in the explosion while others escaped."

"I am super", Ylva said with a grimace and a hoarse voice.

''A firestorm? ''Bethany speculated. Exterior force?