Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170331010116/@comment-28358106-20170406175848

"This task has lingered, but no longer..."

Astrid plunges her hand into the churning mass of corrupted water. It ripples and shudders, bursting into an immense, swirling maelstrom of black miasma, roaring as it rotates, red lightning leaping across its surface. Astrid's body is dwarfed in front of the terrible sight.

She holds her scythe down and away, its blade poised to strike instantaneously. She turns her cold yellow gaze to Samia, and her voice is clear despite the awful din of the maelstrom that rages behind her.

"You have no stake in this, Pharaoh. Do not interfere, lest you force me to loose the Darkness that consumes.  You know well the mark it left on your husband.  Stay, or suffer it again."