Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25217644-20151202221801/@comment-25217644-20151206143346

After a little while the deathly wailes of a monster can be head In the wind as the moon turns back to normal. Loken walks back out from the mist covered in blood holding something.

Loken:*sighs* it  never gets any easier. Brother freed. *he opens his hand as silver ashes asend into the sky*

(Sorry,  I do a lot of that "if a tree falls and no one is around to here it" type stuff)