Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24280666-20150204012919/@comment-24280666-20150208201637

"Goddamn!" Noshiel shouted as he incorporated himself into Ferrin. As he morphed into Ferrin, the shades ceased their attacks and disappeared.

"That's... Unexpected."

''Si ver ros duun shikil Ferrin desa. ''the voice said, booming over the court. Two shades appeared side by side. One was holding the crown while the other held nothing.

"Dul shikin faer tiil Ferrin." one of them said, presenting Noshiel with the crown.

"My thanks. Where is the ring?" Noshiel asked, placing the crown in his satchel.

"Wuio deon Nesros." replied the one who had presented the crown.

"Viil sie dre Soul Cairn." said the other.

"Great. Just fucking great. Well, the ring is in the Soul Cairn, with Nesros, the Huntsmer. At least, that's what I assume." Noshiel said, looking at Ravos and Lorcan.