Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24376253-20140817142759/@comment-24685738-20140825221905

Carvel watched the spirit for a moment, and vice-versa. Finally, the Half-Breed spoke up. "What is in my future, esteemed one?"

"I see..." The spirit closed his eyes, as if looking for a way to phrase it. "Pain.... And Death...."

Carvel saw a vision of fire. Someone burning on the ground. A man carrying a bloody spear. And then.... darkness.

Carvel fell back, out of the circle. The fire followed him, landing on a bit of straw...