01-14-2024, 06:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-14-2024, 07:16 AM by AzraelistheGOAT.)
The ethereal currents of the world flow gentle, eddies swirl, gather, and eventually rejoin the currents. It is as they do, it is as they have done, it is always how it has been. It is cyclical, it is endless.
It is truly a bastard thing.
Idle undulations, as lazy air currents carry the whispers in a dark room. The fire of the hearth, is buried in white ash, the coals dancing between that tenuous area between life and death. The whispers stop, and silence holds firm over the discussion. A pin dropped might very well shatter the silence. Apprehension is in the air now. It coddles the fire, it coddles the lazy currents of air. It is as a doting mother.
It then suffocates them.
A choice made. A rumor followed.
The Savior's agents shall once again lash out against The Tyrant.
Attendees: SanctionerGang
Risk: TBD
Reward: Spectral Sight Development, Soul Drain Development, Misc. Loot, and the location of a Secret.
Themes: A history forgotten. Something long hidden away. Machinations beyond mortal ken.
DM: Seeking.
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