Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20161228221619/@comment-25363089-20161229001701

Far out in the distance a silver haired coyote faunus woman of no more than late 50's drove in a muscle car at high speed across the barain waste that the gods have forsaken. She was heading for the volocano alwhile rereading a help wanted aid she took from a board in one of pubs in Mistrial. She took a airship to get here along side her private car; The sign said to meet me at the volocanaic mine an to bring plenty of water which she did in both dust and in the five 200 liters jugs of water she carried in the trunk along side the small catien she had laying in the passenger seat.

In the distance in the shadow of the volcano she could make out the appearance of a small house. "Oh what is this now?". From what she could saw for miles was nothing but desert and long dried up bones of poor creatures dumb enough to get lost out here. An seeing a house out here didn't sit right with her and every part of her body told her to stay alert.

An so as she got near she unsheathed singing death from its hoster in the driver side door and slowed the car to a halt a few feet from the house keeping the engine runing just in case she had to make a fast get away. She could see a man sitting on the front porch right next to a fan. He seemed to be asleep. She looked around the place to make sure no one was around before rolling down her window and sticking her head and shouted to the man;

"OI! Are you Mr.Gillian? If so pleasure to meet you.". She said making sure to be as kind and polite to her new employer...for now. She didn't mind working for nobles even if they were human she only hated them when they tried to direct her and tell her how to do her job. But she also hoped others would be here soon. As she didn't want to do all the work.