Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5518614-20150820044317/@comment-5518614-20150826031930

Helios7719 wrote: Alwyn had risen early, as always, and as he ran through his sword stances in his bedroom, he felt the unusual flow of magic pass through the inn. Bursting out of the door, he stealthily made his way down to the room, and pushed open the door. As Alwyn opened the door, he felt the flow of magic strenghen and then fade. The door was open enough for him to see Ellie sitting, crossed legs. The flowers around her legs withered and died, leaving brown, dead petals in a cirlce of the floor.

"Hey, who's that?" Ellie said, as she turned to the door, hand on staff.