Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170125214247/@comment-5543592-20170128021124

(Hmmm...)

"I don't know about the Brotherhood in other parts of the world, but they're the biggest threat to Oz there is.  No doubt about it.  But living with the Cause would be rough because they're short staffed, undertake dangerous missions, and don't try to have lives outside their mission.  It's not for normal people.  It's for the kind of folks who had something real bad happen to them and want a to pay back the world a bit for it."

As Deaphanie turned back to the old ghoul, he suddenly lunged forwards with surprising agile, and gripped her arm with both hands. His palms were wrinkled, dry, and bony.

"Four men come to the Emerald City." He rasped in an otherworldly voice, pressing his horrible ghoulish face close to hers. There was a wild madness in his eyes, and intelligence.

"One... one made of..." His eyes drifted off again and he let go of her, seeming to drift off again.

"Four." He said, holding up the damaged fork for her to see.