[SWP] ACT IV: god whispers on the wind

[Ulric]

and then you put your hand in mine
and pulled me back from things divine

For the majority of his time here, Ulric has ventured either alone or with a small group of trusted individuals. Where able, the Warden helped to situate his soldiers and see to it that there was some method and organization to this chaos, but this new world is just as foreign and strange to him as the rest of them. With the door now open for the whole of Novus to explore, Ulric wasn’t sure what to expect, but hoped that things might slow down in some degree – they had all been running themselves more ragged than usual, after all.

But, unsurprisingly, the world didn’t seem keen on slowing down for them any time soon.

The roan stood stupefied before the unicorn statue that had erupted from the sand some nights ago, golden eyes narrowed critically at the note it bore. He had only ever heard stories of Tempus’ prized Relic and the power is held, never knowing what was true and what was fiction as it had first appeared right before his arrival. Whatever the so-called Relic was, it was apparently here, hidden away somewhere on the massively unexplored island. Ulric himself did not care to seek it out for his own gain, but as he stood on that beach mulling over the possibilities, the more terrifying they became. If it really was as powerful as everyone whispered it to be, what would happen if they wrong individual found it before anyone else? What if it could be used to protect Delumine from all that was wrong and corrupt in the world?

Sucking in a deep breath, the Warden turned, molten gaze searching for the way back onto the island – and he went.

"Speaking"

STAFF EDIT***
@Ulric has rolled a 1! He has been awarded +1 EXP point.