Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20171120220818/@comment-30700719-20171206134312

The rocky stone doorway turned out to be a pile of ruins. It seemed that there was a great tower made of stone here, but almost completely destroyed. However, Silent was just about a day away from the campsite, leaving him still with 50 hours of travel. His shortcut had succeeded.

As Morgan and Pierce were waiting for the group, they heard what sounded like metal on stone from the building behind them.

The Cursed Sword writhed and flailed with her free arm, but then began to become docile as Night, err...began.