Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170726223440

Elijah shakily sighed, reaching out to trace his hand across the engravings of a fallen angel statue. Once Jeong's worried murmurs reached his ears, he instantly whipped his head back as he looked at the Korean in a easily masked concern, a steely, definite tone to his voice

"Jeong. I am not letting you fight five fucking gargoyles  by yourself with only half a string of fucking beads to your name. And that's that. "

Elijah paused to sigh again, lost in his thoughts as he began to pick off hunks of moss from the statue.

"The nearest village would be an entire three day trip away, and Everett wo uld h ave probably already passed this point or got dragged behind by something," He said, with a pointed glance at Rafeal "What else coukd we do?"