Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160927005650/@comment-26517142-20161012144727

A shiver creeps upon all the Paths. Never have they felt a presence immensely powerful than their own husband. At the center of it all, Ozma senses the Lich stronger than the time she had dove in on the events of the Glyph. Also...

Staring at Ibrahim, she notices his and the Dark Lord's aura in definite attunement..

Jeiel grips at Ersha's hand. "Go. I'm here."

Nunnaly nuzzles her head on Jeiel's shoulder before she and the rest stepped forward.

Sebyl puts up a haughty chin, working up the courage not to let fear dominate her. "Your Lucidness. I bid thee a pleasant... day."