Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-4844180-20131016154405/@comment-4844180-20131029020039

Kray:

Hervene looks at you with a scrunched beady yellow eye and speaks throatily "Oh...this creature exists...this creature exists alright..." it looks down to the ground and then back up quickly. "It caused ... the madness ... of my companions ... and that ... indescribable ... horror will ... only cause strife ..."

Hervene opens her eyes wider and reveals a red-cross on her eye. Not a wound, but a pattern that is ever so odd. She looks over to the others in her group, much taller than her measly six inches of height.

One of the estin suddenly opens their eyes and gets up frightfully quick. They screech and without a moments hesitation pull a large blade from their pocket and start to fend off the shadows in a failing attempt to keep them away. They keep jabbing at the darkness with horror in their large eyes. After a few moments struggle they fall to the ground and turn their head wildly and drop their blade while starting to crawl towards you.

You look around and see that the tsuinaron are unmoving, while the other two estin are resting on each other.

"Tirik, mo var..." they mutter to you. "Tirik, mo var..." Their voice receds and they loosen the grip on your leg and go back again into unconciousness.

"Retop was ... a keen ... individual." says Hervene with a dry throat. "Unfortunate that ... he will not ... be missed ..."