Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190620021643/@comment-27049835-20190621224536

Valter waited in the sky, getting ready to pounce upon his prey the instant he got the chance.

Selena kept watching the witch, still not sure about giving her up to that...thing. "For your prince, Selena." She whispered to herself as a reassurance.

"I know you're there." The witch called to her. "Unless you'd like to be burnt to ash without a chance to explain yourself, step out now, and face me." Selena sighed before stepping out from her tree hiding place and locking eyes with the witch. Selena instantly felt a sort of kinship- she could see that this witch had also been hurt because of her loyalty from the look in her eyes. The crimson eyes were clearly meant to intimidate. Selena cleared her throat before speaking.

"I come on behalf of Prince Lyon of Grado, who has sensed your magical prowess and has requested an audience with a spellcaster of your great power." She recited the same lie she had practiced on her way here, the same lie Valter had suggested she use. For once, he was probably right.

"Tell me about this prince, and I may accompany you back to him." The witch glared.

"Prince Lyon is a passionate man, ascended to the throne of Grado after a great tragedy befell his father, Emperor Vigarde, Ashera bless him. He requires protection against a great threat to him and his rule, and has requested that I gather people of great magical potential- such as yourself- in order to find a way to stop this threat." Part of that wasn't a lie- Fomortiis was a great threat to Lyon and his rule, and had to be stopped.

"Just what exactly is the nature of this threat?" The witch asked. Selena swore under her breath. This had been the part she'd been dreading the most.

"The threat that draws closer is a demon, an entity so bloodthirsty and calamitous, it's likely unlike anything else you've ever seen. It threatens to destroy all my prince has worked for, all my prince has cried for. It seeks mass genocide, and will not rest until it has its wish." Selena solemnly explained. That was all true.

"I believe I've seen worse." The witch chuckled a bit. "Very well, I will accompany you. Your name?"

"Selena. Yours?" Selena returned.

"Calamitas."

"Excellent. Then let us return." Selena raised her hand, sprouting a portal in front of them. As Calamitas walked through it, Selena peeked at the skin underneath her left glove, which had a slowly growing ghastly purple spot.. Use of the power that Fomortiis had bestowed to both her and Valter was slowly destroying her; something the Demon King had likely planned for. Sighing, she entered the portal after Calamitas, shutting it behind her.