Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170717195426/@comment-25363089-20170719043858

Margrit was driving home and was at a stop sign that was near the village exit. When she got incoming call from a CCTS Employee. "Miss Kojote. You have a in coming call from a local unknown caller would you accept the call?". The woman asked Margrit in a cheerful tone. Margrit sighed and tapped her fingers on the steering wheel for a bit before asking. "Sure patch them through is the line secure?". In a curious tone; To which the CCTS employee responded in a more serious tone. "Of corse Mrs.Kojote it is. An patching you through now.". "Hello? Who is this? If your calling for my husband. He is away on a business trip may i take a message? Or is there something i can help you with. For investment then be advise we are willing to haggle the price....".

Margrit stopped herself as she had just went into auto awnser machine mode when she took the call. "I'm sorry about that. Hello My name is Margrit Kojote. If your for the Ad recently posted. I'm all ears for any of your concerns about it. Be it the price or what have you.". Margrit said after clearing her throat and in a fairly calm and kind tone she asked the person on the other line. So as to not scare them off.

She had just gotten home too when she started to awnser the call and was making her way across the bridge; That was connected to her husband's estate. To which it was a modest two story log cabbine inspired house on a swamp.

It was just outside the village's boarder but just close enough that one could get there on foot within a hours time. Margrit and her husband liked their privacy and to emphasize that point.

Margrit's husband Rasuk had their house built on a gator infested swamp as a mean of a natural defense against grimm and the local riff raff that tried to give them a hard time from time to time. The bridge helped to keep them isolated from the rest of the village ias it was one of two means of getting to their estate. The bridge was old at one time but has been recently updated and upgraded; Thanks in large part to her son and his teacher fixing it up.

Margrit was walking across the bridge now ignoring the baby gators that layed on the bridge.