Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-4211788-20160508173103

The spider lowers his four arms and drops the axe. "I didn't want to kill them.. They hurt the fair lady.. Or at least were going to. Blast man! I didn't want to!" he gets on his knees only to hold his head.

"I-I need a drink.. But then again, Madame Vatou would not like that.." he stand a back up and cleans his coat dusting his pants as well.

"Terribly sorry, sir Narishima. I am Adam Harris of Terre-Tribu." he holds out his thorny hand for a hand shake, he holds out his left hand to Frost as well.

"My deepest apologies. But how strange is it that you a Sten aren't driven by rage. N-no racisms!! J-just wanted to know why, and you are awfully strange for Hielo-Tribu. You look nothing like.. Nothing at all like them, yiu dress strangely. Oh! Are you the rumored off islander? Aria loves your sense of fashion, she can be so crude though." the spider says chuckling lowly.