Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20150524231736/@comment-18750685-20150715220048

( Valrin Sero. Aye. That will be explained. )

"Seems I am in demand", Saren quipped. His mood was none the merrier.

He advanced slowly, weighing and calculating every step. Several steps in, the scarred elf muttered to his gods;

"Mora, grant me wisdom enough to know my fate,

Mephala, claim me not for death I shall not have,

Boethiah, befall my not for my kin have joined you past,

Azura, grant me Moonshadow, for one day shall be when I join my fallen comrades,

''Valrin Velellian, Irvaneri Sero... know me living and guide me on my journey.''"

About twenty meters forward, Vath turned around and yelled:

"The bridge seems solid enough. We should pass from lightest to heaviest, one after another."