Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-26517142-20190519232510

"Of course I would. This woman tends to throw her mouth off like a fucking slingshot." commented the Harpy -esque Vampire. "Someone ought to put her on her place." She bows her head modestly. "Of course. We can prepare that....after we have our little meeting in order. I am Resquill Skartalon, an lmpundulu and member of the Blood Order. (Motions her feathers inward of the castle) This way. Do dismount...the stairway to the upper floor is terribly weak."

Battoria grumbles a "humph" as she flitters off ahead of the group and flies up the staircase inside the castle. Raggedy Bottom groans as they stop by the front entrance. "Tss. Those sisters of mine might have already began their crude gossip of me. Such peeving idiots."

Ash nods and gives Joseph a smile of encouragement as the jester sinks down....and later reemerges on a living room .. of empty, blackened colors. All around him....were eyes. Countless...living eyes that blinked and stared at him.

Joseph is seated...as the eyes colluded and a distorted voice spoke.

One of emptiness.

One of abyssal origin.

'''I understand you have questions. Speak....and I will give my answer to you. I owe them....as well as an explanation as to why you are needed here...in the Naether.'''