Board Thread:Role Play/@comment-25684606-20150718204313/@comment-25684606-20150725212155

Cult

A tall woman entered the room, her skin as pale as her hair, flowing down her back. Her ruby red eyes looked over the crowd as she strode through them. Her black armor reflected the light of the candles, emphasizing her gradiose figure underneath. A smile played around her lips as she looked at her followers, and it was filled with mild, warm admiration.

Inquisition

"Whatver. The story is rather short. A cult, almost certainly worshipping a Mamono, has taken a hold of the fortress across the gorge. It's out duty to wipe them out, but the landscape makes it almost impossible."