The Throne... Roleplay Thread

The smoke fades.
Hessald plays a tune, awaiting by the place.
(The usage of dark magic to that precise location is key. The spell has been dispelled however.)

Your senses start to fade when suddenly:

A: Boo.

You look around. You see it is your cabin , like normal. Andrew is standing next to your bed.

A: Finally awake. You worried me. You ok?

W…What the…
What was that?
Help me…
So confused…

ā€œDarn powder’s malfunctioning againā€¦ā€

Hessald scratches his head, not knowing what to make of the situation.

(does your magic tell you where it comes from or?)

ā€œI should check on the newcomersā€¦ā€

(dont you hate it when powder malfunctions)

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(Only the presence of magic appearance. It lingers for a short while but shows exactly where it happens.)

(It was near Zark’s room. Nice frame, Andrew :stuck_out_tongue: )

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(well you sense something faint from either andrew or zarks cabin. Dass it.)

(There’s no sensation. It’s the powder from earlier.)

A…Andrew…
Speak to me…
What happened?
Is it gone…?

(aaaah)

A: What’s gone?

I heard something… It was very quiet.
But… I cannot remember anything else.
I saw you by Zark’s room and next thing I remember I heard a voice then woke up here.
Did anything happen? Is the voice… G…Gone?

ā€œI do not leave.ā€

A: You kinda just dropped. Well at least it’s all right now.

Hessald looks at the room… noting.
ā€œIsn’t this the newcomer’s…?ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€
He walks to Alex’s room.

Andrew… I can still hear the voice.
W…What is it? What can it be?
I know you’re a member of the cult, you should know!

I’m just glad you brought me back here. Maybe I just felt faint
He takes out his knife, which felt more like a dagger than before, clutching it in fear

A: Maybe you’re being called?

The knife makes an ear screehing sound , and explodes with darkness.

You hear a loud sound.