Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5583506-20170331005731

Deaphanie struggled from cracking a smile. Humans were so gullible. When being told a truth they couldn't comprehend they always tried to shy away and hide by using methods such as calling out a lie or otherwise. True enough that she had lied previously, but it would seem that it didn't matter what she told him at this point. He wouldn't buy it. Would he believe that the weapon he had just taken from her was not crafted in the world as he knew it? Would he believe that she could've, if she was allowed, sucked the very life from his marrow? Or that she owned an otherworldly horse named Pale?

"Oh, it's just me and my three thick-headed brothers", she said. "Our little motley crew has been around for quite some time now, keeping an eye on things; good and bad." She played with Morty's short attention span as she spoke, waving around her hand in front of the tiger cub to keep her busy from running away.