Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-5824038-20160717092151

(If Alador says it's all cool, then it's all cool!)

The Poetic Dragon wrote: "Forgive me for still clinging to the fact that I have been dead for centuries..."Benyamin stated, clearly shaken by this revelation.

''Sarken would be long dead. Dimmerik, Charsel, Ka'Vit... all gone...''

'It is not an easy fact to come to terms with,' Glorfindel said, beginning to feel some sympathy for this man. 'It has been a long time since that war, all those centuries ago. Kingdoms rose and fell. And a faith rose up, where the Immortals were worshipped like gods. But we, the undead, can end the lives of the Immortals. This is one of their cities,' the Brass Knight explained, gesturing behind him at the huge gateway into Jehanna.

'There is an Immortal atop the high walls, the Dismal Saint, that I  - among others - was fighting. But his retinue were too strong, and I was killed. Now I am here. That is what happens to us undead when we die. Do you still understand all that I say?'

(By the way, I'm going to be away until wednesday or so.)