Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170317154340

(Sorry for my absences guys. Thesis. Now to get back...)

As soon as their blood met on the rickety floor, they made a peculiar hum. A symbol began to form on the dirt, echoing a distant ritual circle of ages past:

There was a boom from the newly-formed circle. A visage starts to manifest atop the circle itself. A being with a strange aura of dominance, but at the same time, was a mask of hidden dread. 

"Absalom. Varien-grad. Riztak. What business is this, that you three resummon me?''