Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150428005035/@comment-12599067-20150430012320

(Does anyone have a clock or something? Because I do believe that it's about time for some shenangians!)

As Nissa rested, she eventually found that her otherwise peaceful, dreamless sleep was being disrupted. Slowly, her mind formed an image of her floating somewhere within the middle of a void. There was light coming from somewhere, but she wasn't certain exactly where it was coming from, just that it was there and she was able to see a fair distance in front of her.

As she stood, she found that the air in front of her was darkening. Eventually a shadowy, smoke-like substance took form, although it had no shape to it.

"Good evening," the unmistakable voice of Dormin resonated through the void. "Dare I ask if I have been missed?"