Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200123142506/@comment-5543592-20200129214927

The figure vanished from Helian's vision.

"Fuck, he's gone."

Twenty feet in front of them, right before where the platform bent in a downwards curve, Svilnar emerged out of it, like a massive tumor or zit rupturing the skin.

His ruby eyes seemed to glow extra red here, the dark pitted pupils of them even darker.

"Mmm," he hummed, cloak falling open, as he stretched out, now standing at his full height. "You've arrived.  And with silver.  The, mmm, stakes have increased."

Scaldor seemed disgusted, "Did ye just make a fuckin' pun?"

Svilnar continued in his cold, pondering voice, "Silver is a troublesome thing.  It closed your minds to me, as you likely knew.  A shame.  I will have to imagine your thoughts in my later recordings."