Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150404005102/@comment-5583506-20150417013903

(Ready when you are now, Zoor!)

Embla sat quietly on her bed and faced the window, hearing how the rain poured down along the glass. It was a sound she had enjoyed for many days... and many years... Somehow she never seemed to grow tired of it. The Investigator she had slept with had been troubled. She could tell by his very soul that a darkness loomed over him and threatened to consume him. Her tender actions had simply been a way for him to find some comfort in knowing that whatever shadow haunted his footsteps, he could only overcome it by bringing down the Pale Man...

She shuddered as she merely thought of his name. She reflected upon the time when she had gazed upon the face of evil for the first and the last time. Her sight had gone dark in the very same moment when he had uttered his foul words upon her. It seemed like such a long time ago...