Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26237442-20160303093441/@comment-25901581-20160321192400

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: With a deafening white noise, three Progenitors step through, two male, one female. Above, dozens of streaking lights across the heavens mark more Progenitors arriving.

The Progenitor who stepped through first turns to Calok, and appears to be startled by the fact that a demon is so close, as he thrusts forth his hand for a sword to fall into it out of thin air. He levels the point of the blade at Calok's head. Calok knocks the blade out of his hand.

"Calm yourself. I am here to speak business."