Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-29559990-20160722221501

Ja'Keil ran as fast as his legs could possibly carry him, straining for every inch of ground. He felt the ground change from soft dirt to wood, meaning he was on the bridge

Mongo watched from the distance as the beast pursued the two.

Mazga furrowed her brow as she sat in the cell. Athorian looked over to her and asked "What' wrong?"

"I feel... a prescence. Not belonging to the Imperial City men..." She said.

Athorian sat up and listened to what she said. "There's... 4? No, 5... Maybe more..."

It was then, that the ground began to shake ever so slightly. "One of them, feels familiar...", She spoke. After a while of straining to see what and who this person was, she sat up right.

"Durzhag..." She murmured, in shock.