Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20150827204258/@comment-5583506-20150912040020

Zoordovahsil wrote: "Curious.", Jah'Rakal said, getting up.

Despite his age, he was still very intimidating. Both physically and presentially.

"No, I'm not dead and yes, we're all in hell.", he turned to Kyrie, "So, what is the meaning of this? I'm not the one to be the judge of anything, specially a promise you made to your own Master. Do you expect me to make a decision for you?"

He looked very peaceful and tranquil. "Seeing as you are the only living master left, I assumed it would be the right thing to do", said Kyrie sternly.

Kashmira stared into the snow with an almost apathetic expression. She did not know anything anymore. It seemed like once again fate was going to snatch everything from her. She had lost a father, a mother, a childhood, she had lost her home, her faction, her Master and only friend, a hand, and now... they would take not only her life, but the life inside her as well...

She had destroyed the Sanctuary, she had watched Jah'Rakal die, yet here he was. This was truly hell...

Let this be the end of my suffering then...