Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-8397818-20170221210925

Varen looked over his shoulder with a heavy breath and smiled at Tyran as a sign that he has received his thanks. He then addressed Torki.

"I cannot vow for truth, only for what I've seen. And what I've seen is a shadow of a warp-spawn cast upon Brerier. It could be the same one I saw in the tunnels during our escape from the settlement, or something else entirely. Regardless, what we face now is not an enemy that can be taken down with a skill of a sword or a gun. It can delude your mind, empty your sanity, turn you into a bloodthirsty beast, or... or just damn your soul for eternity."

Varen had to catch his breath.

"Forget about us or the warehouse, if the warp-spawn will enter our realm, if it hasn't yet done so... then we risk not only losing our souls but the death of the reality as we know it." - Varen said as he looked at Torki into his eyes. His gaze then shifted to the ground, Varen closed his fist with his right hand, so much that his nails pierced his flesh and blood run from the palm of his hand.

"We must not allow this..." - Varen said