Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5426290-20160125134959/@comment-25113070-20160208193234

His position gave him a good view of the church interior. It was large enought to fit a good hundered or more people. At one end a group of familiar robed men were standing, while in front of them was a half naked and chained young man. His shoulder length hair appeared to cling to his body as black flames licked across his skin.

Percy could not make out what was being said but he could feel magical power in the air. a lot coming from the monestary and being directed to the church.

AS time went on the poeple said a few prayers and one man appeared with a glowing white branding iron. But the strange thing about it was how it was covered in black flame. Even though the world inside the cathedral appeared stained in red, percy could still clearly see the black flame as though the glass didn't exist.

A single voice shouted something in chant then pressed the branding iron into the centre of the youn mans back. All that could be heard after were his screams and the rattling of the chains. After what seemed like an hour the man removed the branding iron, leaving a black spade-pointed cross marked into the young mans back.

The men started chanting again as one walked over to him with an ornate bucket. once the chant finished the man emptied what appeared to be black water over the young man. HE didn't scream or react this time, if anything he straightened and pulled the chians taught.