Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Well that was pretty scary! Myra would have loved to do more exploring, but she really should head back to the others, especially with this headache of hers. She takes her leave back to the others, immediately taking notice of the big, hulking airship. "Hey everyone, you haven't left ye-CAW, THAT'S A BIG FLOCKING SHIP OH MY GOSH YOU ALL ARE GOING ON THAT? DOES THAT MEAN YOU GET TO FLY LIKE ME BUT NOT LIKE ME--Ow, ow, head, no, shouldn't shout like that while using telepathy right now..." Myra perches on Watson's shoulder, dipping her little head toward him. "Go on, let's get on the ship, maybe we can see that bloody Bunni running with his tail between his legs from above."

"Oh, speaking of blood," Myra begins to address the group again after staring at the ship for a moment, "I chased Echo's magic down, and came into a room with a pool of her blood, statues, and dead cultists. Fresh ones. Should've grabbed an arm while I was at it...Caw, nevertheless, I did a little more checking, and apparently she blinked there, mumbled something I couldn't hear, everything went black, and bam, she was gone, with nothing but her blood to show of her being there in the first place. Caww, I have a terrible headache now, probably from that spell I used to get that information...Oh well. I'm back, and I even have a bit of her blood in a banged-up golden goblet! Isn't that just fantastic!?"