Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-26517142-20190519202010

"There is a reason why I am here. And that is to shed light on the subject. Please do not raise your voice." said Furai in a small yet stern tone. "The vagueness is meant....because someone continues to intercept and destroy the original message. The one in question seeks to distort the truth from everyone...making the rest of us believe that it is as it is when it is not. My patron only seeks to end the conflict within the Naether while the one against him only wishes to further it."

"Furthermore.. he wishes to talk to you. In private. If you do so want to know why you ..of all people.....are the one with whom this prophecy centers to." Furai looks at him acridly. "Is that not enough to allay your anxiety...or does it make you enraged?"

Battoria glances at Ophelia. "You doing interrogation? How cute! A little girl pressing the truth out of soddy Naetherkin! Let's see if this rolls out well. I'll be with you every step of the way! Oh. By the way... we're here!"

And the group now stands....in front of a ruined castle within a weathered dimension of existence. A dimension inside of Quitonne. From the shadows glowed the countless eyes...of Vampires.