Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180619233535

While Armata and the group wait for Tirush to return, Inside Inchesoare, the twin sisters begin the preparations to resurrect an ancient evil.

They follow a dark spiraling stone stairwell deep into the heart of the spire. Torches burn with an unsettling dark flame of obsidian color, yet casts a green glow. For what feels like hours they follow these stairs.

“How much further must we walk sister? My feet are beginning to hurt.” The spoiled girl pouts.

“If it bothers you so, let the dog carry you.” The mature one replies suggestively.

“Of course! Why did I not think of that. Doggie, carry me the rest of the way!” The spoiled one stops and stamps her feet like a child. Marcus silently tucks his hand under her legs and with his other hand supports her back as he lifts her off the ground. Cradled in his arms Marcus continues down the stairs with the spoiled Vampire in tow.

“I love my doggie. Soon you will awaken Pramool, and then we will live happily together! I can’t wait to buy you collar and walk you through my favorite districts!”