Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160618231132/@comment-5543592-20160620203916

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"Oof!" Crimson protested, landing on his rump. He looked around taking in his scenery. Reminds me of Master Ishien's'' school. '' He thought belatedly. Although this place is a little lit on stabbin'.

"Who're you?" He asked, focusing in on the old person in front of him, trying to look past the man's hair.

Szeth frowned as the group vanished one by one. He considered summoning his blade and mask, but doubted it would make much a difference. This was a magic different to that he possessed.

Scire glanced around warily, expecting to be snatched as well, uncertain why he hadn't been.