Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-26807691-20150823222139

Nys was carving the final piece of her sigil when Scythe ran past her. "Well, that happened,", she muttered, finishing the circle and closing the grimoire. "Oi! The guy with the scythe!", the witch called. "Get her to stand here!" She stood up and indicated the twisting symbols on the ground.

((Scythe, where in the name of the golden goddesses have you been?))