Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161212045904/@comment-24280666-20161225034951

"Nocturnal, your eternal guidance would be nice..." Elric muttered, shaken.

To his surprise, he heard nothing.

He tried again, praying louder and more sincerely. Yet again, there was no response.

"Well, we have the silver daggers. Those can get us to your residence." Elric stated, reaching for the dagger in his pocket. When he pulled the dagger, it looked dull and rusted, where before it had looked shiny and beautiful.

"Gods be damned!" he yelled, throwing the knife down in anger. He looked at Stauntax and Aia for a moment before regaining his composure and sighing loudly.

"Well, we're just outside the capital of the goddamned Empire, and they know it. I don't know how we could possibly blend in." Elric sighed, drumming his fingers against his forehead.