Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160903233916/@comment-28358106-20160904013643

Ibrahim looks at Rhun and Kathra. "How good are you two at making ladders?"

A sound is heard from the stairwell below them. The cracking and corruption of the Emerald can be heard, and they see the blackness spreading, like a spider web, coming up through the corridor straight towards them, turning the bright green into the blackest obsidian.

"We need to go! We need to go NOW!" Ibrahim shouts.