Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170622204714/@comment-26517142-20170810031817

With suspicion, Cire remained on where he was. As soon as he was seen making himself comfortable, Adonai bows. "I introduce to you, Lordess Eris. Progenitor of the Vanayans."

Spotlighted by ghostly light on a deathly, aged throne was a woman in a trailing, hazy-green dress. her hair, so long that it trailed on the floor like a carpet, was a pure, ageless white. Her eyes were of pure adorned silver. The skin she bore was as if she was alien, but it was of a tone similar toa Gazer's.

She spoke in a small, cold voice.

"I welcome you here.. Herald. Though... this is not much of a home for us, so to speak."