Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190618154203/@comment-26517142-20190628013657

"Well, it's not the best of places to be in but you guys get the gist. Jeiel here wanted to make sure no other ears pry when we elaborate the little thing we had arranged to do." Hekapoo told the group as she sides a bit to Jeiel. "After you."

"Right. So... here's what's up. Being a guardian of planar divides, Hekapoo jumps from one dimension to another checking the odds and ends of the different sections in the cosmos. " Jeiel explains. "When she happened upon a darker part of the multiverse, though...she got a hold of something. A vision that urged her hands to write..and do this."

Jeiel pulls out a scroll. It was a bit small, but what it contained was 9 lines, stretching from 9 orbs each with a particular symbol, connected by a withered thread to a central eye. An eye, golden and glistening.

"The words I heard...were 'find the trails lost to the stories ended..and to our timeline, they will be mended.' " said Hekapoo. "I know it seemed like I'm listening to a random voice, but...somehow...this voice was in need. And it wanted me to do this for the common good."