Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190818201215/@comment-25828117-20190827013326

Graicus could feel a doubt cross his mind though. Not really a doubt... A thought. A thought not his own.

The gladiator let go of Svieva's hand and walked up to Alvoran.

"Meridia, I know you can hear me." Graicus said unto her champion. His voice, well it was his voice, but it was as if someone else was speaking as well. Through him. A quiet, patient yet stern voice.