Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-25828117-20191024224345

Lysilde lay quiet in the strong knight's arms.

Helian meanwhile started going for the hill in the meadow.

It was a grand silvery door with no edges. A shimmering back and white image of an autumnal forest was portrayed on the other side.

"I think this is the exit!" He yelled as he turned around, only to see the dead all over the meadow. They were watching, just like they had in Sovngarde, at these curious beings. These alives...

The white maiden could've been related to Lysilde by the way she was staring intently at him.

The cook waited for the others to join him on the grassy hill.