Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170821201349/@comment-26892768-20170821213454

(HUZZAH)

Somewhere near the door to the Ruins, a portal snaps open and dispenses two figures - one, a purple equine wearing a green and blue vest and a pink and white scarf with an oddly expressive face, a horn, and wings, and the other a pale, sharp-toothed, vibrant-eyed man wearing a brown jacket with several pockets, a furred hat, a black shirt with obscured writing, and jeans that could almost be mistaken for a human.

Both hit the ground hard.