Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170423011718/@comment-31595069-20170423202102

"You can't even stand anymore...I shall finish this now..." Elizabeth spoke as she sheathed her sword again, possibly for the last time.

"Damn...I can't move much...Sorry everyone...sorry Royland...And sorry...Cathrine..." Curt muttered as he felt his death coming. However surprisingly his death did not come, or rather things suddenly slowed down.

"Come on Curt! Ain't like you to give up now!" A familiar voice echoed in his mind. "Come on pal, its your 'ol pal Royland, and no, you are not going crazy." Rowland's voice spoke in his mind.

"Listen bud, draw Cathrines sword. She has been trying to contact for like...ever since we got here on this monster filled paradise...man...I wish I still had a physical body so I can get me some action!" Rowland laughed.

"What?..." Curt asked confused at all of this.

"You know, I am a spirit and Cathrine sealed our spirits in our weapons before we got killed. She knew you would need help and here we are! Except because of this land we can almost manifest ourselves, so techencly I can have some monster action!...I think!...Don't tell Cathrine any of this alright...she is going to give us both a lecture on choosing the right partner and you sir, are going to have an earful!" He laughed again as time seemed to speed up again.

"Now hurry and draw the sword before you actually die!" Rowland yelled as Curt summoned the last of his strength and gripped the swords handle and unscathed it which glowed in a brilliant light.