Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20181225230547/@comment-37523810-20190105181852

Nureta’s Dream:

''She stood a few feet taller, for some odd reason. Her vision was all blinded except for a long, horizontal slit, as if her eyes were squinting, though she knew they weren’t. She felt her head. A helmet. Gauntlets on her hands. Someone’s was talking to her, but she couldn’t understand what was being said. She took off her helmet with some difficulty, and saw a man in Orderite armor mouthing words to her. He didn’t mean harm. But something seemed familiar about him. His face was blurred somehow.''

''She turned around. Another man was walking up to her, a hand raised and pointed at her, lightening charging up at the tips of his fingers. It was all too quick. A sudden blast of electricity flew at her, but never hit her. Instead, the blurred Orderite layed motionless on the ground in front of her, crumpled up witch scorch marks over his chest. No sound. All quiet.''