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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Archon Basileus" data-source="post: 7244709" data-attributes="member: 6855545">Sorry for the delay, guys, I'll update on this weekend and resume normal pacing! Later!Arvana gestures towards the fire. "My people spoke of the Tideruler in whispered tones. It was said to be a device of great power, capable of untold destruction." - she throws a broken shaft into the fire. "So much so that it was banned from this plane of existence. The Enslaver, as far as I understood, is a key. Maybe it is only the means to reach the Tideruler once more." - her tone is far more reserved, as if she understood Hagadark's disposition. For most sentient species, an orc's driven nature might be considered quite menacing, as far as postures go. "During my audience with the Maiden - the spirit that dwells beneath the coast - I was able to grasp pieces of information about the Enslaver. And, to be honest..." - she seems to profit from Morgrym's sudden absence - "...I'm a bit concerned. The fishmen we faced before mentioned that the Enslaver was protected by powerful spells, and that something terrible might come to pass if it was removed from the altar where it rested. In fact... I didn't even think it to be possible... I mean, to remove the blade from the altar. As someone approached it, it was supposed to... Ah, never mind. It's here. And I suspect this whole war around us is the result." - she rises and goes towards Shayuri, sitting by her side. She reaches for a purse, moves her hand around a bit, and brings out a small wrap. "Here..." - she seems to hesitate for a while, but surrenders the thing. "Have a look." - she reaches for Shayuri's hand, as if she wanted her to take the pack.As the group talks on, Morgrym approaches the shadows, subtly. He sees an entrance going down in calculated, natural steps, through naked, wet stones. The contrast takes him off guard. The entrance even smells fresher than most of the White Desert, as if a spring was just below his feet. His eyes, used to the dark, can see beyond, and his trained ears capture the distinctive sound of cascading water. Inside, below, the eyes shine once more, and the body of a White Desert ferret shows itself. Morgrym would have dismissed the experience as a simple act of nature - a ferret getting water - but then the strangest thing happens. Without warning, the ferret opens its mouth, and a youthful, female voice comes from it, in whispers. "Fear not... Come, druid, for you are needed." - it is almost like an illusion, brief and confusing, and soon enough the ferret turns on its - her - back and moves even further into the cave. [MENTION=6801311]KahlessNestor[/MENTION] [MENTION=24380]Neurotic[/MENTION] [MENTION=4936]Shayuri[/MENTION] [MENTION=87106]MetaVoid[/MENTION][We're back for good! Sorry again! Too much work, a lot of demand and total exhaustion! Hey, [MENTION=24380]Neurotic[/MENTION], how are you feeling these days, man? Hope everything's alright!]</blockquote>

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