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

(3 years before Beacon/Haven)

"When are they gonna get here, father?" the girl asked from under her blue hood. Nacoma looked up at her adoptive father with a slightly nored expression. The old man smiled at his daughter, having to look up due to the slight difference in height. Rowtag Achachak, wearing his normal clothing, was standing beside Nacoma on the roof of an apartment building. They awaited a new initiate for the Pilgrims, one that Rowtag was rather interested in. She had found the Pilgrims all by herself, and had asked to join. She had guts, that's for sure.

"I believe she is almost here," Rowtag said, looking out over the city along with Nacoma, "We just have to be patient." 