J. Alexander
First Post
The Cathederal
Filtering around the room the party engages in their various endeavors when a form takes shape just bewteen two tapestires. The figure is of a middleaged man dressed in antique plate. His surcoat and cloak are white trimmed in silver and gold. The figure walks towards the old monk and says "You have done well.......you may be at peace now?" and extends his hand towards the old monk who takes it. As their hands join white light begins to flow from the figure and surrond the old monk and when it ends, the old man is lying on the floor with a smile upon his face and very much dead. Turning to the party members he says "Who shall be the champions of the light it these dark days....."
Filtering around the room the party engages in their various endeavors when a form takes shape just bewteen two tapestires. The figure is of a middleaged man dressed in antique plate. His surcoat and cloak are white trimmed in silver and gold. The figure walks towards the old monk and says "You have done well.......you may be at peace now?" and extends his hand towards the old monk who takes it. As their hands join white light begins to flow from the figure and surrond the old monk and when it ends, the old man is lying on the floor with a smile upon his face and very much dead. Turning to the party members he says "Who shall be the champions of the light it these dark days....."