Third Ritual of Detestation: The Great Ocean. Action only

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

[ Garviel walks long the docks of Prospero, as the time approaches the Dark Hour. His blade slung over one shoulder, pistol at his waist, expression cold. Dare you approach the grim warrior? ]

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[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[She blinks, clearing her throat in an effort to ward off the awkward silence as she forms a sentence in her head.]

All of them? You're the only human left?

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

On the world I was taken from, yes.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Er. Multiple worlds, right. I've gotta keep that in mind when I'm talking to you, sometimes.

[A pause, the frown still on her features.] Still, a whole world's worth... That was a lot of people, wasn't it?