Thread:Orion's Dagger/@comment-27989107-20190907151914/@comment-5647250-20190927074112

Saint Germain: Well, isn't there an obvious solution? (he's actively trying not to look Paracelsus in the eyes as he speaks) You must find Nicolas Flamel to find where the Philosopher's Stone has gone.

Líf: (she practically leaps atop Dvalinn, hugging his neck)

Dvalinn: (he shakes himself, causing remaining flecks of ice to scatter about the room) Thank you...

Seer: (she's glancing at the situation back in the town) I see, Yomi has confronted Revelations.

Revelations: (he let's loose the arrow from Pestilence, striking the sword with disease and turning it to fragile rust) By whose authority do you speak?