Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170708203641/@comment-5543592-20181222013537

No one barged in. The patrolling Hundred-Hands passed by. The assumed one of their collective was already stationed in the room, and had no reason to assume otherwise. It offered interesting food for thought. The Hundred-Hands appeared to be connected, but were unable to tell when another of their kind was in danger. They were really more an extension of Kheiro than an actual hive-mind, just mindless drones that did as they were told.

William could just dump the body out the window if he so desired-- none would look for it back there.

"Four men came to the Emerald City..." Kheiro was talking to himself.

"So close... so close..."