As Jaycy took the black stone with her win against Gren, there was a shift in that darkness.
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ShadoWeaver's Toll - The Long Dark Road Home
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Re: ShadoWeaver's Toll - The Long Dark Road Home
Darkness
Tass stood there, in the darkness.
It wasn't the ebon black of the Primordial, but it was close.
It would seem that the black stone had traveled far indeed.
He began to walk, if for nothing else than to explore things.
It has been many years since he had held the stone, and he knew things had changed. He could feel the change in the Opal. There was.. well...more to her.
Darkness
Tass stood there in the darkness.
It wasn't the pitch black of a starless, moonless night, but it was close.
It seems that the black stone had learned.
He began to walk, if for nothing else than to move.
Her knowledge had grown, as well as her experiences. She had her own now, and didn't rely so much on others to feed her those things. She still hungered for life, for knowledge, for.. more.
Darkness
Tass stood there in the darkness.
It wasn't the pitch black of a shadow hidden from the light, but it was close.
It seems that the black stone wanted... company.
He began to walk, moving towards where he could feel the essence, the life, of the stone. Tass soon found that life, and she was sitting.. at a table? Huh.. well wasn't that odd. He stepped up and pulled a chair, settling himself there across from that life. Tass reached out and found a glass of scotch soon within reach. While he knew ShadoWeaver wouldn't do anything to him, he still summoned his own scotch.
Tass gave a smile as he lifted his glass, tiling it in a toast to the black one across from him. "So... What can I do for you?"
Tass stood there, in the darkness.
It wasn't the ebon black of the Primordial, but it was close.
It would seem that the black stone had traveled far indeed.
He began to walk, if for nothing else than to explore things.
It has been many years since he had held the stone, and he knew things had changed. He could feel the change in the Opal. There was.. well...more to her.
Darkness
Tass stood there in the darkness.
It wasn't the pitch black of a starless, moonless night, but it was close.
It seems that the black stone had learned.
He began to walk, if for nothing else than to move.
Her knowledge had grown, as well as her experiences. She had her own now, and didn't rely so much on others to feed her those things. She still hungered for life, for knowledge, for.. more.
Darkness
Tass stood there in the darkness.
It wasn't the pitch black of a shadow hidden from the light, but it was close.
It seems that the black stone wanted... company.
He began to walk, moving towards where he could feel the essence, the life, of the stone. Tass soon found that life, and she was sitting.. at a table? Huh.. well wasn't that odd. He stepped up and pulled a chair, settling himself there across from that life. Tass reached out and found a glass of scotch soon within reach. While he knew ShadoWeaver wouldn't do anything to him, he still summoned his own scotch.
Tass gave a smile as he lifted his glass, tiling it in a toast to the black one across from him. "So... What can I do for you?"
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