Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26063164-20150526132934/@comment-26453572-20150606004946

Arahaelon had left the table early to get some air and think, for he knew what really irked them. The will of the ring was turning them against each other, desperately trying to make them fail. He also knew that it was doing the same to him. He pondered this under the moonlight, and went to bed. In his sleep, he had a vision. He saw him and the other eight, the rest of the world in sorrow and despair, as it was engulfed in a flame that resembled a catlike eye. What disturbed him more, was that he saw his family, and the pain they went through. In his dream. He didn't get much sleep after that.