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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rystil Arden" data-source="post: 3091027" data-attributes="member: 29014">*Tiberius and Mythweaver open doors, and eventually they reach a cozy and beautiful bedroom, full of gorgeous paintings, a bookshelf with various texts and manuscripts, a delicate Larakese silk carpet, elegant handcrafted furniture, and a ceiling that swirls with beautiful patterns of magic that makes it look just like the night sky, full of stars.  In the centre of the room's back is a large royal king-sized bed covered in silk sheets and flanked by soft cushions all around.  Lying on the bed, eyes wide open and mouth partly agape as if wincing in pain, staring at the ceiling is Ammon.  His hand clutches at the dagger planted in his chest, and the crimson stain of his blood is pooled over his bare flesh and the white silken sheets of the bed, turning it a burnished-reddish-brown as the blood is dry.*(OOC: Hmm...we are quickly reaching a good point to transition to Act II <img src="http://www.enworld.org/forum/images/smilies/devious.png"  class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":]" title="Devious    :]" data-shortname=":]" />)</blockquote>