Aug 27, 2009 14:25
*quiet muttering where words like 'buildings' and 'falling' and 'Light' and so on are heard along with footsteps*
Rain? Are you alright?
Bloody earthquakes knocking every Light forsaken thing over. Flaming messes...
Gateau, if you're free tomorrow, we need to clean up the training area.
Blood and bloody ashes. This is a bloody mess. All over this place...
[ooc: Italics equal Old Tongue. Feel free to question what he said at the end there since it's a language only found in his world. Also, if you're a telepath and happen to hear his thoughts, they're in that same language. Mat doesn't realize any of this.]
rain,
falling buildings didn't happen,
earthquake,
gateau,
old tongue