Board Thread:Role Play/@comment-24376783-20160817011049/@comment-25437263-20160911191222

A week went by since Asriel visited the town. The day was peaceful and warm when sudden a loud stomping can be heard. In the distant over the hill came a destressed centaur covered in zinpangu armor and blood. In her arms was a very familiar monk, but his face showed an ill stricken expression.