Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-5824038-20150202195050

The monks bowed their heads, and ran off. Meledran walked forward, looking around. Everything looked normal, but there was a curious feeling in the air. One of both fear and strength at the same time.

Marya walked out, wearing a long white sheet wrapped around herself artfully. In her hair were gold beads, and she wore a strange gold headress that had the moon-and-star motif of the Cult of Azura. She truly looked the part of the High Priestess.

'Meledran, Sander, I need to speak with you. I have information about your... our enemy.'

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The Hunter put down his binoculars, and smiled. The skyship had arrived... now was his chance to strike.

After all of his weapons had been checked and his straps tightened, he began the trek up the mountainside.