Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161121192237

"Alrightie then Mother. Go on tell this tale.". Nickelae said still slightly spectal of the whole thing. But he knew his mother was a well establish huntress. An well he wasn't gonna argue with her. Margrit took in a deep breath and coughed a little bit. Before regaining her breath. "Alright now where to begin. It all started about 57 some odd years ago. Before I was born.". She bagan to say. "My Parents were born into two tribes of dust casters. Both being known for their creativeness use with said object. However my story begins when they were part of a group. A group called  "The Seeker Order.". A cult like group. At least that is what my parents have told me.". Margrit told the two boys. As she continue Nickelae was getting a little more interest into the story.