Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190316073911/@comment-26915308-20190317023140

"The finest alcohol in all of Remnant."

"Qrow, you have had that thing for at least 30 years and it has never run out."

Summer sat down next to Raven and turned to face her.

"The story of the Maidens begins like any other: with a reclusive wizard. He lived in a shed. One day, four women arrived at his shed and... how do I put this? They made him happy. In return, the wizard gave each woman magical powers relating to a specific season. Spring, summer, fall, and winter. The powers are passed down to the last woman a maiden thinks of before death."

"Oh yeah, that story. But what does it have to do with a Vernal?"

"That Cinder woman is the current fall maiden. One day, she and 3 of Salem's cohorts traveled to my bandit camp in search of the spring maiden. I made them believe Vernal was the spring maiden. In actuality, I was, and still am, the spring maiden. Over at Haven Academy, Cinder killed Vernal to get the maiden powers she thought that she had."

"Yeesh..."