Re: IN-GAME THREAD
In rolls a cloud, a cold front, as if the heavens decided to skim along the surface of the earth: and so they did, because here’s Lyric lounging on their little cloud, casting a shadow on the earth because they’re hovering just above (don’t want to touch down, now, do they?). They were staying aloof and out of the way, you see, but something made them want to look at their brother, and so here they are.
They know he's here. Down. Dumb rocks, and so weather wears...
Lyric’s cloud-curly is a tarnished silver, the color of a stormfront, drifting into insubtantial whorls. Lyric crowned with lightning and they wear a collar of stars. This is the beginning, or near enough the beginning, so they’ve got a youthful, regal aspect.
So here is a cave, and the wind goes whisper-whisper through it, c'mon out, Noric, c'mon out!
(Noric, if I need to roll Tell for this, I give you full permission to roll for me- I'm at work so not really able to check things too frequently)
This message was last edited by the player at 14:51, Sat 12 Dec 2020.