Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-26208189-20150717170144

((We all know I had to.))

A song echoed into the tiny gaps of where Tricksie had left the door to swing itself. Shellsea Lorelay, the next Lorelei, slowly walked into the room where they all gathered.

With all the confidence she carried as she walked into the room, uneasiness also drifted in. All the people here around her... they were all destined to die. Just like Shellsea was.

But the fact still was true.

Shellsea was also destined to send some poor to die as well.

"I---" she hesitated slightly. "I'm Shellsea Lorelay, the next Lorelei. I... um... I die by falling off of a rock."