Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190818201215/@comment-24510587-20190827014006

"I almost feel sort of empty, now that it's all over," Marr admitted.

Vyrine wasn't waking up. Though Reina could find solace in the fact that her situation appeared stable; the Ordinator wasn't going to die.

"Me neither," Rolf said, resting his head on her shoulder. "We both don't know where to go from here, but that's okay. It means the entire world is open to us."

Though the sun was shining its first rays on this valley in centuries, it seemed like this place had seen too much darkness and corruption that it would never truly be restored. The ash-grey trees were leafless and dead, and the entire vale was quiet. Perhaps someday, nature would return to this dead valley. For the time being, though, the place was eerily quiet, bereft of life.

Except for one thing. Ahead of the fellowship, something black was crawling on the path, away from Duncroft Castle.