Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20150524231736/@comment-25588187-20150719123809

(Sorry, tired again.)

The group traversed the roof, luckily avoiding anymore Ice Storms, before making it to the door to the Hall of Countenance. "Prepare yourselves."

The party sneaked down the stairwell, where, at the top floor, the gem, as defined by Julitta, the size of a child, floated above the Focal Point, letting of a blue illumination. Beside it stood three spectral figures, one a Nord worker from the town, another either a soldier or a guard, and the last was unmistakably, Korir, arms crossed. They had not yet noticed them.