Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141102124827/@comment-32663439-20141107013237

Vorwith had been monitoring Adawulf using his magickal spies (remember, he's got like ants and birds and all kinds of stuff with magickal viewing abilities. But they use so very very little magicka they don't even appear in an oculory.) Vorwith saw the hunger in his eyes. Vorwith found delight in a legitimate seeker of knowledge. Especially when they knew what they were doing already. Vorwith's plans of capturing people weren't working out anyway. He had kind of lost the desire of his own plane of existance over the centuries. He didn't know why he still went after it. He had thought about stopping, but what was the point of stopping something after wasting your entire life in anticipation for it?

Either way, Vorwith decided it was time to take a break from that entire ordeal. (Remember, Adawulf doesn't know that Vorwith wanted to capture him. Most likely he doesn't even know that Vorwith exists yet.) Vorwith decided to use Adawulf's own tactics against him. He had been giving Astrid visions (though Vorwith didn't know what of, he saw Adawulf's actions and Astrid's reactions. He can't read minds unless a certain link is established), so Vorwith decided to give Adawulf visions. He tapped his head in a manner much like the way Adawulf did his, and sent an image of Drakespire Palace. ''In the southern Pale, you will find a palace nestled in the rocks. Go there, if you so choose.'' Vorwith had invited Adawulf to his palace.