Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190421164848/@comment-2165692-20190507174903

The other corridor was filled with various cells, most were bandits but all were dead, from the marks on their body, they were test subjects for some experiment. Some had a small part of their body expanded out of proportion some even seemed to have exploded, but all the corpses were cold, the experiment had finished some time ago.

"Yeah, My master is not really my parent but he was there more than my real father." her brow furrowed as she looked at one of the paintings, the paintings were placed in order from the eldest to the newest, the first one was over a century old. But it was bizzare as Kyrenir could recognize the individuals in the painting. Huvera Kalbarian, Naniel Kalbarian and two more. Huvera had his hand placed atop a child's head, the child had the same white hair colour but the red eyes that Naniel had, Naniel was holding a baby, possibly Liannistra. "I didn't know the Kalbarian family when I lived here, but now that I know them... Why does he have a picture of them, and who is that boy?"

"Their son." Tarkeno said as he returned with the package, he placed it on the table.

"I didn't see their son when I was up there." Kyrenir said

Tarkeno looked at Kyrenir "Of course not, look at the next painting."

Kyrenir turned to look at it, it was the same boy, but not any of the others, she recognized the scenery around him, the outskirts of Boneport.

"He came here, many years ago. Half-dead from traversing the upper levels of Niikazad. Escaping the same horrors we did 2 years ago, Kyrenir." he said

"I remember, what happened to him? Where is he?" Kyrenir asked and Tarkeno Sighed

"He went down to the crypts of Niikazad, never returned. He met his fate down there." Tarkeno said