Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-25038310-20160516182528

"Why, my friend, while you were pillaging..-" Abello started, yet stared for a moment at Richard before swiftly considering his choice of words. "I mean, retrieving Ghastly Simon's gear, I looted the fern present in the sanctum."

"You looted a fern?" Richard asked, cocking his head as he looked over his shoulder at the poet. He had expected something entirely different - perhaps a large key, or a banner, or..

"Well hold on, it's not just a fern! Truly, t'is gold and silver, you know!" Abello argued, as he grabbed for the large fern in his knapsack. It was indeed quite peculiar, larger in shape and shimmered with gold and silver - not too much for it to blind anyone, but it did somewhat suit the motif of the gate's ornaments in the distance. For what it was worth, it was definitely connected to Jehanna, yet neither the poet nor the others had any knowledge on how it would exactly open the massive gates.

"I am quite sure that the Murky Lady will be pleased, don't you think?" Abello said as he looked at it, proud, although somewhat doubtful  as he waved it in front of Glorfindel's face.

Richard was astounded with the level of suppposed thoughtfulness and the lack of questioning from the poet. He was not sure what to think of it - he had seen plenty of strange things in his life, but was there something like opening tower-high gates with a fern? Nothing else could be done now, yet he did not feel very sure of himself or the group's ability to reach Jehanna.