Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190709024157

The night carries on, and all who now reside in the castle. Imperia sits in her room with Layoka in her arms, saddened by my turn of events. Her master gone and soon the one she sought after.

Roda is shut in a room worried sick about Prad.

Isadore combs over her lost son’s crafted works, marveling at the artist she never knew.

Renwick was energetically at work, setting up his new laboratory.

Cerberus walked amongst the castle halls, memorizing his new home.

Herja sleeps in a bed, her wings a long road of recovery ahead.

Aleric sits upon his new throne, excited to begin his reign.

Lastly, Marcus recovers in a room surrounded by those he loves, his mind a torrent of thought. How much can he trust Aleric?

-THE END.