Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24280666-20150204012919/@comment-24280666-20150208170854

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Noshiel led the group along for a few hours, using his magic to allow the group to move swiftly and without rest. When Noshiel finally stopped, the group was facing a large rock, with a carved hand that held a bowl reaching out towards them.

"That would be the blood seal. Anyone?" Noshiel asked, looking at the group expectantly.