Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160902215054/@comment-25828117-20170902170225

The villagers didn't really heed the reverend's words. They stared up at the harmless light.

The preachers sat in their boats along the shore, hidden in the dark, only vaguely lit by the flare above the island. It was obvious there was more than one though.

"Listen to Paxton, people!" Haunani eventually spurred on.

Eventually the people took cover behind walls, barrels, old cars whatever they could find just so they didn't stand in the open.

The sound of guns nervously being loaded filled the eerie quiet before the storm.

"What are they doing?" The hawaiian old lady asked Paxton.