Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131223033154

Torene was scrying. Again. Trying to find him. Something hid him from view. He was in danger, she knew it. But everytime she thought she was zeroing in on his location something dark interfered. She resisted the temptation to hurl the bowl away from her. Instead, she paced.

"Sithis..." she hissed. "I must speak to Meridia.  Myself." She began to pack.