Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150227013352/@comment-32663439-20150302035135

Kodlak held his head. He was in the garden. He sighed.

Sylvia nodded eagerly. Fanari walked over and kneeled down, kissing Sylvia on the forehead. "I love you, sweetie. I'll let you and your daddy have a little time alone. See you tomorrow." Sylvia hugged Fanari, and then Fanari left, going to the bedchambers that she and Syinter would share. Now Sylvia and Syinter were alone.

(I had guessed she'd be able to do that.)

Vorwith walked through the illusions of monsters trying to assault him, bodies impaled on spears, and children burning alive. He acted as if he had seen it a hundred times over. Hideous demons slinked in the corners of his visions, while horrendous atrocities were displayed everywhere. There were strange cracks on the ground, that glowed a faint green. Vorwith was careful to avoid these cracks, for reasons unknown.