Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-26517142-20190417034041

Jeiel turned pale and nearly stopped. "She... isn't kidding on that." He sighed. "Waitasec... I performed sound-copy magic on the recordings we heard from Jalken... remember hearing this?"

Jeiel pulls out his hand. A green magic circle appears and spins, like a record player starting up. The sound of Jalken fires up, in its most eerie tone.

... Have you ever heard

Of the Hanged Quin of Agraba?

The Quin of Paranoia?

The other twin to the Velvetin

If bonding with thine Scarlet King

Forges the bond to all thee kin

The die is cast, to with the Hanged Quin.

For when the moon dies and weeps

The land of black with begin to sleep

And so will the land that magic seeps....

Jeiel ends the recorded sound and turns to the man. "What do you think?"