tile run - group 3

[soulping]

( circumstances have conspired to separate those who went into the maze, splitting them into three groups, with each group taking one fork in the road.

a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )

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[farkle]

That's something we can agree on.

[ladychapels]

[ quick glance at the group—the topless woman, an ex-soldier, she'd said... Wings, definitely not a normal human. the rest, kids. this one's tall, almost up to her, but he's still got a bit of the babyface to him. ]

Got a name, kid?

[farkle]

Regulus. Yours?

[ladychapels]

Wolfwood. At your service.