Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-28358106-20160824004558

Alcamarie feigns surprise. "Oh?  Adoptive father?  My my, a terrible pity.  And you, Hound, having to now rely on the very being who slew him.  Such irony.  I daresay, Doctor, your fate has a way of roping in those who certainly deserve to be elsewhere."

"What did you come here for, Alcamarie?" Ibrahim says angrily.

"I came to tell you two things.  First, you would do well to copy that book as quickly as you can.  Why?  Because: two, your dear friend Conrad is on the march.  He is following the Crucible, and it's headed for NeOz.  I'm afraid your time is running short.  Oh..."

She smooths out a tentacle. "And your father is going to...interfere if he gets too bored, Hound."