Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-26852465-20160328181136

"Eeeeh like I said: we like to take it easy, up here. It'd take nothing less than a mortal genocide by the divines to uh.. inspire me, and by extension, Mel and the other Dragons up here." Antoine smirked.. tapping the ground with his foot. A gust of wind blew through, and the dust was blown away to reveal a massive archaic symbol drawn into the dirt. At this, Antoine knelt, and began murmuring words of power.

"Tu le sithe ra... are'on nal tu se ni caw... Fae na ti supreni ca tats... metsu.. fu re alkontias..."

Those words.. now, it sounded vaguely familiar to Hal. Like when Armstrong showed her the past... beforehand, he was murmuring these strange words. It made sense, now. It was ancient magic.. rituals, at that. DM merely rationalized it as... since the Fairy Kingdom is a sacred, hard-to-get-to place, he needed to channel considerable magic power to be able to bring them there.

"Furre ni meme da ka...! Su le ni compleas tu nahst ki ra!" Suddenly the whole thing lit up in varying blues and pinks.. humming with magical energy.

"Kay. Just step right in and you'll find yourselves in the ol' Fairy Kingdom. My work here is done, and boy.. am I tired from doing nothing but talk, eh? Toodles~ be nice to Lyle, when you find him." Antoine waved goodbye, vanishing back into the cave. With no fear in his heart, DM stepped forward, as did Hal.