Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180404172451/@comment-25828117-20180407183540

Graicus was taken aback by Virde's necromancy. He would never get used to it. It just wasn't natural. However there was no time to moralise. Graicus quickly hurried after Moira into the vineyards. The deeper he went, the more he had to rely on the bright moon up above to see where he was going. Long dark shadows drew where the lunar light refused to shine.

"Moira!" He yelled, hurrying at breakneck speed among the rows of grape plants.