Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-5543592-20191024212417

"What's going on?" Nyasia murmured, trying to get a look at what was happening. "Is Clodagh alright?"

Baldr caught up, looking about them. The other long dead warriors looked on, faint, glowing aura about them. They did not call out to the mortals, only observed them in quiet reverence.

"It will not bring her closure." Ragnar asided to Alvoran, folding his arms. "It never does."