Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160930192835/@comment-26517142-20161012195546

With Tibur, the Oblation closes the doors shut. Upstairs, earthquakes made the ceiling bob and sway.

Sparia: Human, come forth. This is to be placed in your keeping.

Quietly, the Unicorn scoops a bagful of glittering, powdered earth. She places it in Fritz' hands.