Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151005194811/@comment-5583506-20151021003831

The cave was long and damp, and from somewhere there was the familiar stench of putrefaction. Something had died in here, and not in a pleasant way. At each section of the cave there was a guard standing, looking just as gone as the rest of them... lost within a world created by Sidion. Only the Gods themselves knew what they saw. Perhaps they didn't even knew where they were. For them it was perhaps just another day at work in whatever city they had been "kidnapped" from. Within their minds the local populace passed them and they watched the clouds roll by from their posts, feeling the cobblestone beneath their boots. Little did they know of the fact that they were serving an evil, cannibalistic child of Vaermina with a God-complex.

"Rikki is scared", she whimpered worryingly, fumbling around in the darkness after Pierre's hand.