Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160820052830/@comment-26517142-20160914075817

Shie: Looks like you were right, Cire. They are tough for beings so frail. (Sniggers) And might I say.. (to the Ghosts) ... you Revenants seem to enjoy tormenting the minds of anyone wading these waters, am I correct?

The Revenants steer their angry eyes at Shie. They try to claw at her, but the ethereal shield was at work. None of their attacks went through.

YOU're supposed to JOIN US!!

JOIN US!!

Here, you will be eternally happy....

Jeiel folds his arms, staring at the Mamonos. "So it seems these Revenants are preventing anyone from leaving the Styx... that explains the floating.... well.... denizens..."

He points out the window. Beyond the ship were men and Mamono alike, floating in the hazy waters, their faces serene and peaceful under the influence of their cherished dreams. "If you want us to end like them, I don't think so."

"They're confused."

Someone lightly squeezes at Spiga's hand and parts with it. A figure who had seemed like she was awakened to the truth. Ascending the very edge of the ship by its masthead, she glares at the Revenants. Mikee, the Keckim Mouse.

"Mikee?" Jeiel calls to her.

"The Tree's diluting their thoughts, too. The same turn of events poisoning the minds of the Naetherkin are affecting them as well. The Styx is in disarray. And they are twisted to think no one should leave at all."

In her hand, was Spiga's necklace gift to Charon. She presses on it. And instantly, she is swathed in dim aura. The energy parts to reveal her wearing the same dark, intricately-designed cloak Charon had worn before.

"They need a new Ferryman."

She yells at them. "LISTEN TO ME!!! I AM MIKEE NEZUMI, the Ferryman of the STYX! OBEY ME! DEPART!!"

The Revenants look at her, bewildered.

She whispers to Repter. "On my signal, HIT the controls and jet forward. Don't look back. And leave."