Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-30014014-20190422012043

Host Prad's court have lengthened. The innumerable crossed faces watch the struggle with an apparent interest, all high among the skies, unlike the possessed man. He watched them go about with detachement for the time. His court of dead souls, however, waited, poised. Sharing the man's hidden senses, they could 'feel' the march of another confrontation nearing.