Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-26453572-20160714141356/@comment-26084195-20160721190110

The Lord of Minas Morgul wrote: (The only reason I'm letting Nyssa and Rerin get to this piint is because they've spent most of their time focusing on their powers. I'll let the rest of you catch up a little faster whenever your focuses shift from daily life to your powers.) (I'm gonna assume this means that she's able to get the horse to agree to give us a lift.)

Rerin guides the horse to his little village, up to his house. Nyssa notices that, unlike many of the other houses in the village, his isn't very well kept, and as a result is rather decrepit. Out back is a graveyard, which is very telling even by itself.

He dismounts and opens his door just enough to let his own skinny body in. "Umm, wait out here." He says to Nyssa as he closes the door.

Inside, he takes the skull out of his bag, then looks at the black orb on his staff. "Are you certain this is a good idea?"

Have I ever given you reason to doubt me?

"No, but won't I be really noticeable? Won't they try to stop me?"

''Let me take care of that. For now, you get to work. This is the final piece. Now, get sawing."

"Right." Rerin heads to the shed where he keeps his tools for coffin-making, grabs a saw, and begins his work on the skull.