Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-26517142-20160901061502

Back on where Matris is still resting, Ansherine and Cybele spot something on the ground. A group of parchments crinkled and wet.

"What---is this?" Cybele stares at the texts imprinted on it. "No.."

"What? What is it, Cybele-ne?" Ansherine bounds after her.

Cybele shoves her the wet prints. "Those were written by Septius... and held onto by the baby."

"OLIVANDER?" Ersha calls after them, Nunnaly tailing her.

"The secret we've hid from Jeiel..."

Cybele looks at them. ".... is about to be unveiled."

(THIS is for later...)