Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180903164912/@comment-7262318-20181010135208

"No," Vordel shook his head. "Kaz does. But I know there's a lot of sacrifice involved. A lot of pain that you have to pull through."

The Dark Elf looked up to him. "But someone has to do it."

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When Valanor took the directions, he saw the big door way that the guard had nearly laughed telling him about. What could have been so funny about a maple tree?

Inside, he found that it was a rather large throne room, lit up by torches and decorated with the skulls and skins of animals. There was more decorations in this one room than there were in the whole castle. Directly in front of him, there was a massive rug standing upright. It looked like a cape that a king would wear, colored red and looking well preserved, but it was far too large to be that.

A bit left to the giant rug, he could see the guard that he was talking with earlier. He and the rug had been discussing something, before he noticed Valanor. "You! What are you doing here? I told you to wait in the guest rooms, did I not?!"

The rug shifted a little bit...