The creature’s sunken face barely moved, its lips peeling back from teeth that were more exposed bone than enamel. Its head tilted, not in recognition, but in the slow, unnatural way of something that had long since lost the art of human motion. And yet, it knew them. Or at least, it spoke as if it did.
“I was never asleep.”
Its voice was a rasp, something caught between a whisper and a death rattle. The words came slowly, as if dredged up from the depths of some unseen place. It lifted a skeletal hand, the fingers bent like claws, as though feeling the air between them. “But I waited. I was told to wait.”
Loghain’s grip on his sword tightened, his pulse steady but aware. His instincts screamed that this thing should not be speaking, should not be moving, should not be.
He could feel it again, that sensation, that pulse of magic running through him, whispering beneath his skin. It wasn’t the raw, uncontrolled surge he’d felt before. This was different. Like it was responding, like it was watching just as he was watching.
@Morrigan
“I was never asleep.”
Its voice was a rasp, something caught between a whisper and a death rattle. The words came slowly, as if dredged up from the depths of some unseen place. It lifted a skeletal hand, the fingers bent like claws, as though feeling the air between them. “But I waited. I was told to wait.”
Loghain’s grip on his sword tightened, his pulse steady but aware. His instincts screamed that this thing should not be speaking, should not be moving, should not be.
Told by who?he demanded, stepping forward, angling himself slightly in front of Morrigan without thinking.
He could feel it again, that sensation, that pulse of magic running through him, whispering beneath his skin. It wasn’t the raw, uncontrolled surge he’d felt before. This was different. Like it was responding, like it was watching just as he was watching.
@Morrigan
02-26-2025, 07:42 AM
