Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-28358106-20161024045736

"No, we do not. And I must warn you, Jorge, that you and I both know of one place where not even the veiled songs of the Goddess can reach."

She places her hand on the contract and the red smoke curls up from it in a dark cloud before dispersing. She pulls her hand off and the quill, ink pot, and blood all disappear.

She begins rolling up the contract. "And if it were me, I wouldn't go looking just yet. After all, you do have some time.  You wouldn't want to place undue alarm on your young ones, now would you?  You and Thomas must consider yourselves so fortunate to be there to watch your children grow.  There is no sense in taking that away from them just yet, I would think."