Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-28358106-20161227153137

As Grettle peers into the darkness, her eyes are greeted by a strange sight. The room is large---much larger than it should be. It is spherical, with elaborate, gothic ironwork and scarlet draperies and pillows everywhere, and a pool of dull, blue flame just barely illuminates the floor. She hears a gentle snoring nearby, and pokes her head in further...

Just in time to see Cyndwella's disembodied, snoring head float right in front of her face.