Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20161212182549/@comment-25363089-20161217151046

Nickelae fell asleep onto his bed and margrit simlply slept through the gas. When they awoke they were in a room of some kind from the darkness they could clearly see what it all was. A office some kind with a fairly large desk in front of them with orinate sculptures carved into the wood. The Sculptures were of knights in armor fighting off grimm. An Behind the desk hung proudly was a Tempest Knight Flag. An on the desk was some things a desk lamp here some paper work layed on the table. A quill for writting. An various other stuff. In all a fairly modern rendition of a mediviel castle design.

Margrit was now rubbing her temple trying to shake off the effects of the sleep gas. "They didn't have to gas us both. I was happily asleep. But whatever guess we are to speak with their leader now.". Margrit muttered to herself. ''An I'll get the chance to finally kill the man and take his place...once i gained his trust. ''Margrit thought to herself as she yawned for a bit. Nickelae was rubbing his eyes and shaking his head trying to get the effects of the sleep gas off him.