09-30-2017, 09:07 PM
-Araina sets her hand on Dusara's shoulder- {It is not What your heart is made of...it is what you truly are} -She still smiles as she gently fades from their view, but a glowing white hand-print still remains on Dusara's shoulder, her presence is still there.-
"She has chosen to grant you Foresight...she rests now with your body as our mind and spirit linger here...we have one more thing to do if you truly wish to aid spirits and to become a powerful Mystic...You must feel what they feel...I give you this choice...we can return...or I can let you feel and hear the Deadlands at full..."
"She has chosen to grant you Foresight...she rests now with your body as our mind and spirit linger here...we have one more thing to do if you truly wish to aid spirits and to become a powerful Mystic...You must feel what they feel...I give you this choice...we can return...or I can let you feel and hear the Deadlands at full..."
a 6' tall Orc, lots of bones around his person. wears patchwork leather robe with studded leather armor. Speaks in a Bahamian/Jamaican accent much like a Kraja.
oog - Shane Miller
email - mitoiworks@hotmail.com
oog - Shane Miller
email - mitoiworks@hotmail.com