Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27235572-20150808053139

"Nice to meet you, Sir Gulliver." Petra was pleased that he didn't comment on her being made out of stone, as many had done before. "My name is Petra Diener, and this is my mistress, Lalka Ignis. Miss Ignis?" Lalka looked up, a slightly guilty expression on her face. She had started tinkering with one of her explosives, but quickly stopped and stowed them away.

"PLEASURE to meet you, Sam!" She shouted the first word, extending a hand for him to shake, even though her hand was quite grimy and it wasn't terribly polite to do so. Sighing softly, Petra flourished a handkerchief and quickly wiped her hands clean, humming. "Oh, RIGHT! Thanks SO much, Petra!" It seemed to be an issue with Lalka that she tended to shout some of her words.

After they shook hands, Petra began to explain their presence. "My mistress and I-" "CALL me Lalka!" "were traveling through the woods because she wanted to try some potentially innovative explosives safely. I naturally came to supervise and accompany her. After tinkering with some of the grenades, we were heading back to the academy when Lalka and I sensed a great deal of danger."

At this point, Lalka cut in, blinking her orange eyes rapidly. "The explosives were SO COOL! Anyway, I TOTALLY sensed some weird kind of evil, so we became detectives or spies and went to check it OUT!" Waving her hands with enthusiasm, she fell silent, prompting Petra to finish. "So, we came here and it is obvious someone is in danger. Are your comrades in there, Sir Gulliver?"

While they chatted, a single figure watched them with amusement before disappearing, axe and all.

((Who could that be, I wonder?))