Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-31867576-20180501160121/@comment-25615397-20180512014109

[Scene cuts again to a watery ocean planet several light-years away. Nearby, outside of orbit, a portal opens, revealing a titanic being not from this universe, with an angelic, but nonetheless menacing figure atop the eldritch steed. The scene changes again to a massive glacier in the center of the ocean, in which an ancient blade has been frozen in place for millennia. I dismount my servant, and gradually descend to the ground far below, eyes gleaming, scanning the frozen wastes for my prize.]

[I pinpoint its location, and take a deep breath. Eyes now closed, and hands poised as if to catch something, my aura begins to manifest, a feint glow of emerald green. In the far distance a sharp crack of layer upon layers of ice breaking resounds, and after a moment, a sword, sleek and lithe, forged of darksteel, flies end over end over the horizon towards me. My arms tense, and in a swift motion I catch it perfectly by the handle. As I touch it, it crackles and vibrates a similar green energy.]

"Ah.... Grimace, how I've missed you. Such a fine blade."