Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-14139769-20140831041126/@comment-29458028-20140831123359

Corentin pulled his hands back, before saying, as a short eulogy "Through the dreamsleeve you flow, your soul disconnected from your mortal shell. May you be reborn as a good man."

He stood up and shook his head. His healing magic was supposed to be powerful, but somehow it did not work this time. Corentin said "Well, there is nothing much we can do for this poor man now. He is gone, he cannot come back."

"Remember one thing, boy. While you should channel your hate into strength, the strength to avenge your master and destroy every blood mage that ever lived, do not let it corrupt you and turn you into a monster no different from those you destroy. That is the only piece of advice I can give."