| Board | Roleplay.old [context] |
|---|---|
| Sender | Vanhatai |
| Date | Sun Jun 9 06:18:32 2013 |
| To | all |
| Subject | Winds of change |
| The silence, the movement in the shadows near the once great cult had been still. For many moons, the cult sat idle, quiet, peaceful. One might think, they gave up or have gone. Then, finally the stubborn old elder comes from his quarters after a long time of thinking. Started handing out promotions, the shadows started moving around the cult again. Whispering on the street have been, the elder has been making changes to the once quiet, docile, almost extinct cult. The elder was giving out his commands, his newly elected Elites stumbling to make sure things that the elder wanted was taken care of. Then finally, the master Samurai, the elder of the cit spoke. "The Cult of Sehkma has not perished, it has not died. gt quest! :) We merely slept for awhile, taking in the changes." with a nod of his head the cult comes alive. |
