Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-25038310-20160518210247

The knight looked up from his pitiable situation and sitting position at the Altmer that called out to him from afar. The red sun that slowly sunk in the distant seas next to the black keep on the floating land of mass caused him to hold his hand in front of his eyes in order to see clearly. He definitely recognized the voice, and when the altmer's figure fully obfuscated the glowing orb he snickered, as if amused by this sudden reiteration of their last introduction.

"Why, if it is not the Brass Knight, Halberdier of the Altmer. I figured that my aid would not be requested in that blasted town, yet there you were, and here you are." Sebastien said.

"T'is quite a sight, is it not?" He mused. "I trust that one of your companions have the key to opening these colossal gates. Yet, I see you have brought even more than before - many I have never met or don't recall."

Abello looked at Glorfindel for a moment, curious as to why he wanted to converse with that strange fellow. Alas, did not ask questions. He grabbed the silver and gold fern, clutching it tightly in his knapsack as he looked around. He was unsure of how to use it, and was also doubting if it would even work. Surely all that work could not have been for nothing.

Richard, staring at the blue caped knight with a certain sense of curiousity, or perhaps familiarity. He slowly approached the pair, eager to see if his suspicouns were justified.