Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180404023348

Prad remains in his current spot, clutching Threnody close to him. His frame lowers to a squat among the smoldering ashes of the mindless who once sought to sink their teeth deep. Their hunger prevailing the sense of preservation, they kept striking at his Transient Repeal, even as the molding cage bit in them, one by one...

Right now, he watches from afar with a dull stare, untrusting, cautious. He awaits for things to resolve themselves...or for them to go south.