Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20140912075843/@comment-5142578-20150125031503

Seeing the owl aim his pistol at Crystaline, Frost's patience reached it's limit. The owl was only one move away from being shot. He narrowed his eyes at the owl, and quickly glances at the sun's position. With how low it was in the sky, Frost could only guess that he and Crystaline had an hour at best to get in the ruins and find what they were looking for.

Crystaline gulped nervously. Seeing the owl point his gun at her, she knew this would get ugly. She hoped that she could reason with the guard into letting them go. If that failed, though, a fight would probably be inevitable. "Please, sir." she began. "We didn't come to this island by choice. For the past several months, we have been trying to find a way off this island. It was only recently that we learned that the key to getting off the island was in some ruins in your territory." she looked at the guard, her expression pleading. "Please, just let us go."

If the owl looked at Frost, it would be impossible to read his emotions. One thing was clear, though: he would shoot if provoked further.