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[lionofageneral]

[Who is this oh, so awesome hulking guy standing around confused by the town entrance?  Why, it's Largo!  ...And he is distinctly not where he is supposed to be.  He looks around to get a bearing of his surroundings before heading deeper into Zelore, scythe at the ready.  Could be trap.  Tell him his mistake?]

((OOC: Hi, talesofdressing !  This is a humble RPer

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[perma_pissed]

[It's like Asch is some sort of ninja, because he's near Largo with his arms crossed and leaning against a building.]

Largo.

[lionofageneral]

['Sup, Asch? Don't worry, this scythe isn't really pointed at you. It's more in your general direction if you want to put it that way.]

Asch. You escaped the Tower of Rem. [It's a statement, not a question.]

[perma_pissed]

I don't know what you're going on about. [That's also a statement. 8D;]

[lionofageneral]

[brow furrow] What do you mean? The last I saw of you, you attempted to attack the Commandant to stop his plans. You either escaped with your life or defeated him. Which is it?

[harrowingale]

Largo?

[lionofageneral]

Sync? [Confusion reigns for only a moment.] Where are we exactly? Asch has informed me that this isn't Auldrant.

[harrowingale]

[Let's pretend it's backdated thread. :D;;]

If you're here, then this place isn't hell either.

[lionofageneral]

[Let's~!]

Hm. Not quite. There is too much snow for that.