Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-26517142-20190603072742

Raggedy-Bottom lowers her head. "Presumably. Me and the Clowin...all our essences will scatter in the Naether. It....might take decades or twice more...before we reform..."

Arith : (from above) But it still means the same. We will die...for a time.

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Lyndis nods and follows her friend. The minute she lands on her feet, she somersaults towards the back of a great rock and presses her back against it.

"Metal sounds. Machinery."