Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-31986068-20160429231407/@comment-26510374-20180426040819

“Evidently,” Roe replied as the lion emerged from the darkness and sat beside him. Gratil did not respond to Roe’s comment, instead demanding what he visited Roe for. “Any news on the prophecy?” “Yes, actually. Today, the voices in the cave-- the ones I had believed to tell of a prophecy-- became clear enough for me to decipher. The prophecy is as follows, and listen carefully: ‘The Epsilon and the Omega will finally clash, as foretold in the ancient texts. Beware, however, of the one who unlawfully slays them both.” Gratil shuddered. “So- it’s the prophecy of Epsilon and Omega’s centennial duel, but with a warning about someone-- something-- that will kill them both?” “I guess so,” Roe mewed, and Gratil realized that it was one of those moments in which he was absolutely uncertain whether his companion was being sarcastic or not. “Not good.” “Evidently,” Roe replied, for the fifth time that day.

and so it begins