Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3334663-20161230050749/@comment-27661770-20170104213411

Elsewhere, in the old, decrepid halls, something sparked. A yellow eye shone dimly in the dark, as an old tune played. It sounded like someone biding their time. A sharp, rusted hook sat on one end of the entity's right arm, the unrusted bits gleaming in what little light there was. The rest was cloaked in darkness.