Thread:Dragonsoul1197/@comment-36433141-20190416143735/@comment-33229352-20190417043311

Ishmael felt Galaxian's probing and set up barriers as fast as he could. He wasn't one to trust a telepathic communication as far as he could throw it. While he was doing so, he kept his hands high and took a cautious step towards the two of them. "I just have some questions. I don't want to fight you. I want to figure this out." He said gently. "I don't think you want to tangle with me anyways... It wouldn't be good taste to attack a peace god. Though, I'm not quite sure you care about good taste." He gave the bodies a pointed look.