Thirty-Four Kings Slain
... it seems Gabranth is no longer among us. My brother, I hope, wherever you may be now, you are at peace.
[Hearing something he looks up, and even though you can't see it his eyes go wide as Gabranth is right before him, in full Judge garb.]
Noah? I thought they had sent you back? What is going o- [He stops mid sentence as his brother's helmeted head turns, looking past him. Basch's gaze follows him and he lets out a breath of surprise. It couldn't be... not that. Not again.]
Nay... tis not real...
[He sinks to his knees as Gabranth walks into the dark drab scene of Nalbina, two guards leading a two year younger version of himself in shackles. Basch knew what this would lead to, what would happen. He didn't want to see it, but he couldn't make himself look away, even when his mind told him it was nothing more than a vision. It had to be.]
[Hearing something he looks up, and even though you can't see it his eyes go wide as Gabranth is right before him, in full Judge garb.]
Noah? I thought they had sent you back? What is going o- [He stops mid sentence as his brother's helmeted head turns, looking past him. Basch's gaze follows him and he lets out a breath of surprise. It couldn't be... not that. Not again.]
Nay... tis not real...
[He sinks to his knees as Gabranth walks into the dark drab scene of Nalbina, two guards leading a two year younger version of himself in shackles. Basch knew what this would lead to, what would happen. He didn't want to see it, but he couldn't make himself look away, even when his mind told him it was nothing more than a vision. It had to be.]