[no rp] RIP Noroelle, you will always be in our hearth. and plese do like Zya did not do that. She does not control the dark mist or shadow-steel. Not even close[/no rp]
*Zya embraces Tzet, this for some reason does not seem to hurt him. She then lays him on a bed. Green glowing lines appear on Tzet skins, The slowly become brighter. Tzet closes his eyes and falls asleep*
/Zy-Tzet
Rest now. Your torture is almost over
*Zya then looks at Agartha, she seem angry to say the least*