Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140129214229/@comment-24123288-20140131000939

The set of Shadow Soldiers slowly began their final descent towards Nish. There was a grand total of eight of them. Six were surrounding the two in the middle. The two that were carrying the bodies of Tyranil and Eilonwyn. Hiding them away until the battle was won.

They were paused on the stairway, waiting for the fight to be over. As they felt Vidrons defeat and the room being turned back to normal, the eight began walking down again. A sense of finality and almost...sadness could be felt in the very air around them.

Finally, as Corelas was thinking his last thoughts. Of Eilonwyn. Of Nish. Of Love. They entered the chamber. The bodies were still hidden as the unit of Soldiers moved as one. Heading towards the centre of the room, they stopped suddenly.

The two Soldiers in the middle, gently, carefully, solemnly placed the lifeless husks of Eilonwyn and Tyranil on the ground before the eight dissolved, vanishing on a wind that couldn't be felt...