[Faldain can be seen sitting at the small, crude table, the remains of a stubby candle the only illumination at the moment. He seems to not be paying attention, resting his chin on his hands, red eyes glimmering against the flickering light. Rubbing at his eyes gently, he pushing his hair from his eyes, speaking softly.Well...we seem to be stuck ( Read more... )

...I don't like the look of the sky, but aside from that this has been a lovely, if hot excursion. From what others are saying though, I can gather that it won't be lasting for all that much longer?

[The waves can be heard in the background, the rhythmic scraping of a sharp instrument against wood sometimes breaking the peaceful sound.Though...I ( Read more... )

[The communicator is lifted up, creating a soft burst of static that dies down quickly. There is a significant pause before the elf speaks, his voice measured; wary....Is it always this dark? And that...thing covering some of the sky, can someone tell me of it ( Read more... )

[The communicator is lifted up, creating a soft burst of static that dies down quickly. There is a significant pause before the elf speaks, his voice measured; wary....Is it always this dark? And that...thing covering some of the sky, can someone tell me of it ( Read more... )