To say Loren was confused would be an understatement: the librarian had gone from...actually, that was all a bit fuzzy, but he’d gone from Northaven to whatever this desolate landscape was. It was bleak and barren, and he couldn’t help the sense of foreboding that crept up his spine as he gazed upon the spire in the distance. If that wasn’t spooky, he didn’t know what was. However, he only had a few moments to look upon it—and to examine everything else that was going on—before chaos broke out.
Suddenly, it seemed as if everyone was talking and freaking out at once. Unlike most people, the Launceleyn didn’t really panic; instead, he kept his head in a crisis situation. Spotting Ronin, Loren was tempted to go over to someone who could restore order, but first he had to take care of those he cared about. The first person to call out to him wasEdrei, so he made his way over to her and gave her a one armed hug, slinging his own arm across her shoulders. “Hey. We’re okay. We’ll figure it out. Let’s take stock.” So far, he couldn’t spot any of the other family members, but they had to be here. Otherwise, Loren didn’t know what he would do.
Then, he moved on to someone else: Remi wasn’t looking too good, and while someone was already there taking care of Loren’s….whatever....the Launceleyn knew he had to go over. Ignoring the woman for now, Loren kneeled down and placed a hand on the alchemist’s shoulder. The contact wasn't enough, but it was all Loren had to give right now, at least until they could figure what in the world was going on here. “Remi. It’s me. You alright?” The librarian kept his voice pitched low, in a soothing whisper, still worried that something awful might jump out at them at any moment.
Suddenly, it seemed as if everyone was talking and freaking out at once. Unlike most people, the Launceleyn didn’t really panic; instead, he kept his head in a crisis situation. Spotting Ronin, Loren was tempted to go over to someone who could restore order, but first he had to take care of those he cared about. The first person to call out to him was
Then, he moved on to someone else: Remi wasn’t looking too good, and while someone was already there taking care of Loren’s….whatever....the Launceleyn knew he had to go over. Ignoring the woman for now, Loren kneeled down and placed a hand on the alchemist’s shoulder. The contact wasn't enough, but it was all Loren had to give right now, at least until they could figure what in the world was going on here. “Remi. It’s me. You alright?” The librarian kept his voice pitched low, in a soothing whisper, still worried that something awful might jump out at them at any moment.
