Suddenly, a bright light shone forth attempting to blind those in the room.

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The rogue bore a blade, dripping blood, while ogling the warlock and the paladin, bearing samples of treasure. [color=blue]"Oooh. People!?! Is this a party? With our loot!?!"[/color] The blade lowered itself into a scabbard, as shadows continued to smolder off his cloak and hood. [color=blue]"I don't see the twins among you."[/color] His sarcastic smile, dripped with satisfaction, as he understood they still remained in the predators' grasp. [color=blue]"If you haven't slayed them, then take a number. May I suggest cell number eleven or twelve?"[/color] A fistful of metal quickly collided with the impenetrable mirror, but to no avail. [color=blue]"I see. Well..."[/color] He began to kneel, then became cross-legged. [color=blue]"I get a front seat to this massacre."[/color]

[hr][center][@Zverda] [color=thistle]Anala Attor[/color][/center][hr]Anala shielded her eyes the best she could from the bright light for a moment before glaring into the mirror, [color=thistle]“Not exactly a nice thing to do to someone who could let you out of this blasted mirror,”[/color] she grumbled in regards to the blinding light, [color=thistle]“Twins? What Twins are you speaking of and what do you mean your loot? Was this a place you stayed? Is everyone in this blasted mirror part of your merry band?”[/color] The Sorceress asked, launching questions at the man as he sat, a curious look replacing the annoyed one she had had a moment ago.[hr]
The blade swiftly became unsheathed once more, as a tongue licked its edge, adorning a crimson hue again upon the long dagger. [color=blue]“I know there’s at least two of them. I can tell because they rotate us, like an eternal memory buffet.”[/color] He then, tossed the metallic medallion in his left hand, now juggling both the knife with the trinket with one swift palm. [color=blue]“Yes, that is my treasure. I looted from that stuffy dragon.”[/color] The rogue allowed the objects to fly high, off screen, to not return back for some time. [color=blue]“Merry band? Rekx is loyal, but we’re thieves. I doubt he would look for me. Especially since he’s dead.”[/color]

Upon that verbal dénouement, the vine of Vaasa collapsed, grasping his skull, ears oozing scarlet water. Unquenchable twitches suddenly overtook the body of Egil, demarcating a grand mal seizure. Soon, the ictus ceased.

[color=blue]“Ha! This will be fun.”[/color] The man licked his bloodied lips.

>Egil falls unconscious. Everyone rolls Perception.