Broken Circles [IC]

[ChaosArchon]

Ice frowns and raises her cloak to cover her from the rolling fog, whatever it was, she sure as hell didn't want to be breathing it.

[BrotherLeonidas]

The guests minus their Speaker rebuke the fumes in turn. The lingering cloud smothers the Moonshadow and eccentric host both coughing as it fills their lungs.

The clank of steel on brick precedes the shadowed form that makes its way into the doorway.

[Tome]

Hacking and coughing into the embroidered handkerchief he's holding to his mouth, the Speaker begins to regret leaving his bodyguard behind. He's a diplomat, not a fighter.

Still, that's fixable. Grabbing the glass Kallias had set down on the table, he upends the contents on the floor. Labouring to keep his voice even despite the mists, he chants over the impromptu offering "Grass sways in cold winds, across bloody killing fields, you so hunger still. Your assistance would be appreciated Jurgen, we're in the sewers and some blighter's decided to try and kill me".

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Using Elegy For The Fallen for 3m.
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