Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151017130502/@comment-29559990-20151020230109

Kaz was digging through a barrel of soul gems, in which there were all kinds. Grand, Petty, Lesser... and Black.

He took a black soul gem, as he thought it could be of use later. He tucked it into his pockets, but the search would have to stop. For he heard the roar...

His head shot up, and he wore a look of fear. "Z... He's here..." He squeaked.