Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20150308140423/@comment-5583506-20150430120600

It took Kyrie quite some time to get back to the ruins of the Sanctum. It broke her heart seeing it in this state, yet she knew where she had to go. The old cat's words kept ringing in her ears over and over again: Check those last pages.

She stumbled amongst the rubble of what used to be the grand entrance, seeking her way to Ran'Jinro's chambers, or what was left of them. In comparison to the other parts of the sanctum, the old cat's residence was remarkably intact. The door was still attached to its hinges.

Inside the chamber there a great many things still intact. The bookcases, the table, even the bed was still in one piece.

Kyrie looked around inside the chamber until she ultimately found Ran'Jinro's book. She took it down from its resting place and dusted it off. She brought it to the table, opened it and started reading the last pages.

"Master Rashka the Betrayer. Murdered by Gregorius Tenebrae", she murmured. "Shabhira the Vigilant. Dead by childbirth. Jah'Rakal. Lost at the hands of the Vul."

She lowered her eyebrows. There was definitely something odd with that last sentence. She had discovered it some time before, but had been interrupted by Ran'Jinro before she had a chance to figure it out. It looked as if something was written behind the sentence with a very vague script. As if something had been written there before, erased and then replaced with the vaguely describing text that Jah'Rakal had been simply "lost" at the hands of the Vul, while both Rashka and Shabhira clearly stated that they were dead.

Could it be?

She looked closer at the text, eventually managing to follow the erased lines of the old cat's pencil.

Look north, they said. Always into the north...

She didn't know what this cryptic message meant, but somewhere in her heart she could feel the presence of Ran'Jinro, urging her to follow the text. And that was just what she would do. She packed whatever provisions she needed and stuffed the book inside a shoulder-bag before heading out of the ruins, presumably for the last time.

She looked to the snowy mountain ranges, looming in the horizon. She had a long way to go and she wondered if she would ever make it back alive. If not, she had at least done whatever a true Jun would do... and be obedient...