Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38555415-20191001132937/@comment-39323068-20191005200139

After Elwin made Serenity swallow a few more elixirs, the stab wound slowly started to close up. Rhys sighed in relief. The past few days were crazy. He had a funny feeling that they were only going to get crazier.

“I’m going home now,” Rhys announced. He walked over to the school’s leapmaster and went home. As he walked into his room, he noticed something on his desk. An old note. And a package.

“Not again,” Rhys grumbled. More notes meant more trouble. But curiosity got the better of him, and he opened the note.

''Dear Rhys,

Hello. You must be 15 now, right?

I’m sorry we were never in your life. Your father and I are stuck in Exile, but it had to happen. Be good, okay?

I love you.

-Mom''

Rhys’ eyes blurred with tears. He had so many questions. How did he get the letter? Why were they in Exile? What happened?

I love you.

Rhys read that over and over again. He opened the package and found a black colored crystal. It was a magsidian leaping crystal.

Rhys set it aside and looked at the note again. He turned it over and found some runes written on the paper. Black Swan runes. Thankfully, he was able to read them. It said:

''Take with you a powerful telepath, one that can fix a broken mind. Be careful, the dwarves will recognize her face, and they won’t let you in very easily. You must not be seen. We are at cell number 458 and 459.''

Rhys knew exactly who to call. He took out his imparter and said, “Ashlynn.” It rang for a few seconds before she picked up. “Ashlynn, I need to talk to your mom.”