Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20151207234956/@comment-24416658-20160723071605

Nacoma sat on the edge of the building she and Rowtag had moved to, looking up at the sky and tapping the side of the building. Behind her, Rowtag looked at a scroll, using special hidden Pilgrim cameras to track the movements of their new trainee. Seeing her grab the proper orb, he gave a satisfied hum, discovering her location. Pinging the orb, Rowtag turned it into a compass, so that Ravelyn would know which way to go.

"You seem distressed, Nacoma," he said without turning to his daughter. Likewise, Nacoma sighed, not looking at Rowtag.

"Father...when you found out you...you liked..." Rowtag turned, walking over to Nacoma and putting a hand on her shoulder, kneeling down.

"You want to know what it was like when I found out I was gay?" he asked calmly. Nacoma, without answering, nodded. Rowtag sighed.

"It was strange, of course, at first," he began, "But I accepted it. It's who I was, and I wasn't going to let someone tell me otherwise. I see how you look at the girl. I know how you might feel about her, but you must keep your focus on the initiation. Soon you will be taking my place as the one doing these trials, and possibly even as Governor. I want you to be ready." Nacoma nodded, her lips closed tightly. Rowtag patted her shoulder, standing.

"Good girl," he said, "The orb Ravelyn picked up will lead her here. Remember, focus." Nacoma nodded again, standing up on the edge of the building, looking for Ravelyn.