Return of the Riftwalkers
Apr 9, 2014 8:04:27 GMT
Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2014 8:04:27 GMT
There was no preamble this morning as, barely before the sun had a chance to dust the sky in periwinkle blue, the Rift opened wide and spat out that which made it's tummy sour.
The Arquendi Treyson and the witch hunter Abraham d'Cruxis were the last to tumble up from the void in a tangle of limbs, cries, and other surprises and into the Roadhouse.
Xerses Twilight and his companion Krusk threw four tables askew while a limp Sir Aric Rugalof was dragged in, unconscious, by the leg. The Lark of Mhor, oddly enough completely nude, found herself pigeonholed between the Arquendi herself and the Herald Nival. A Zulan Surgeon, quickly making a name for herself as a brave companion, slid in a bloody streak across the floor as, at last, the Frue Hekili flopped down with a cry.
They had only been gone all night, yet the Frue had returned so heavy with child the Roadhouse thought she was like to birth right then and there. For fear of taint she was observed by the witch hunter and happily, he reported none. In fact, the announcement of a strong baby boy was heard, purified of any taint what-so-ever and he was due in less than a week's time!
Clearly, this was an act of divine providence. Either the good Gods of the land saw fit to bring about this child for an important work, or they fear that Hekili would once again venture into the deepest Rifts despite her pregnancy.
The Arquendi Treyson and the witch hunter Abraham d'Cruxis were the last to tumble up from the void in a tangle of limbs, cries, and other surprises and into the Roadhouse.
Xerses Twilight and his companion Krusk threw four tables askew while a limp Sir Aric Rugalof was dragged in, unconscious, by the leg. The Lark of Mhor, oddly enough completely nude, found herself pigeonholed between the Arquendi herself and the Herald Nival. A Zulan Surgeon, quickly making a name for herself as a brave companion, slid in a bloody streak across the floor as, at last, the Frue Hekili flopped down with a cry.
They had only been gone all night, yet the Frue had returned so heavy with child the Roadhouse thought she was like to birth right then and there. For fear of taint she was observed by the witch hunter and happily, he reported none. In fact, the announcement of a strong baby boy was heard, purified of any taint what-so-ever and he was due in less than a week's time!
Clearly, this was an act of divine providence. Either the good Gods of the land saw fit to bring about this child for an important work, or they fear that Hekili would once again venture into the deepest Rifts despite her pregnancy.
