Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20161212182549/@comment-25363089-20161214152237

"Yes sir Mr.Noface sir!". Nickelae said mockingly as he he staggered about and fell down the ramp and into the dirt below. "Ouch". Nickelae said through a groan as he got up slowly and kept walking blindly forward. Margrit moved her head side to side trying to get a reading on their location. From the sounds of it she could tell they were in mistrial but in what part she was unsure. But what she did know was what her father taught her years ago. ''"When hunting rats dear. Always find the nest makes elimating them all much easier. Find the nest kill the rest.". ''Her father would tell her during their hunting trips she was gonna use the same princleables once she was within the Tempest knights base. She would make it their grave. Margrit slowly walked down the ramp and called out to her son. "nickelae just relax and fallow my voice.". Margrit told her son as he then stopped and slowly but surely made his way back to her. She then blindly gripped his shirt and the two walked forward.