Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
The island is still, the waves arched high but never breaking.
Everything is silent here. But the Solterran king is ever more so.
He steps and feels the throb of time with every sinking of his feet into the beach's sand. The world watches him, silent as a predator. It leaves Raum to wonder who the real hunter is. A king with blood thirst or the frozen land that will stay static for an eternity. If not for a relic, they say. it has been found. Raum had heard rumours of it, of the seer who possessed it once.
it was believed lost, yet now it has surfaced and keens for an owner. Someone to wield its glorious magic. Though Raum finds his way into the clearing where many gather with greed in their eyes for what the Relic might make them, he does not feel such greed. What could a king want when already he had dominion over his lands? What could a king want when he was already destroying his court so well?
Death laughs a threatening whisper in his ear. It hisses of what might be and what has yet to come to pass.The world is changing and it reaches to claim Raum as one with it.
Slowly the king turns his back upon the glittering relic and all the hunters gathered in one place. He returns home, the true hunter and already he tastes blood upon his tongue.
Raum is leaving, please may he use his gold leaf for an additional role, ta! <3
STAFF EDIT***
@Raum has rolled a 2 and 3! He has been awarded +350 signos.
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You're one microscopic cog
in his catastrophic plan
in his catastrophic plan
