Death [Voice]

[pickn_pockets]

the sound of footsteps stumbling forward seemed so abrupt in the hollowed room, his breath harsh for a few moments before he swallowed, trying to figure out--]

Where's the fire?

[the sound of twisting and turning this way and that could be heard, because he was terribly disoriented-- felt singed and sunburnt]

Celes? ...Hello?

[slumps to his

Comments

voice

[viliorate]

The Abode. I would bid you welcome, but most of you foreigners have not fared well to be gracing this place with your presence.

Re: voice

[pickn_pockets]

So this is still Nuadoria, then?

voice

[viliorate]

That it is.

This is Niflheim. The Land of Mists. Perhaps, in your culture, you may call it Purgatory.

Voice

[pickn_pockets]

Afraid I've never heard of purgatory.

Augh, where are my manners-- I'm Locke. Sorry to seem terse but I need to get back to my friends. Is anima loose?