Re: The Journal of Sallaron Tempest ** Sall clambers from his bed, a frown on his face, squinting around the room a moment. Tegan stirs next to him a moment, and he strokes her hair softly till she falls silent.
He staggers from the bedroom and into the hall, stopping by a table he'd been leaving his stuff on.
His leather's and coat hung on the back of the chair, his two swords hanging from them. On the table, in a glass vial, stood a rose, tiny flames licking and flickering constantly about the leaves and petals, a bright red glow emenating from it. He taps the vial a moment, grinning as the flames rise a little higher from the flower with the movement.
Above it, hung from the wall by string, hangs a large staff with a Red crystal at the top, it too also glowing brightly red, casting eerie shadows about the hall. A slight grin appears as he recalls where he got the Scion, and he chuckles softly.
Then finnaly, he reaches to his neck to where a holy symbol of Folian hang's, consecrated by a Priestess for him alone. He smiles, clasping it a moment, muttering a quick prayer to the Longstrider. Then pulls his journal from his coat pocket and begins scribbling a few notes on the back cover in the bright red glow, before replacing it back in his coat and heading back for bed. **
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