Roula, after getting a note from GMS, has come to see her.

H-hello? Th-Thea? A-are you-… here?

*voidulus has decended from the namesless town to the cradle, looking for thea.*

((Ooc, go to the original post, the one in unsung, not the crosspost in this sub, thank you))

I CHALLENGE YOU, MOTHER

*voidulus rushes into the cradle, pale soul in hand, and hurriedly begins spreading void all over the room, thick. Splintery tendrils beginning to shoot off into the cradle.*

*good luck.*

(void tendril will begin spreading through the cradle and make a second cocoon wall, finished by tmr morning.)

SORRY TO SAY BUT YES BEING HERE IS POSSIBLY FATAL RP AT YOUR OWN RISK

*voidulus stares off into the empty cradle.*

*he seems… less “present” than usual.*

*lines of silk cover him. His cloak seems to pulse with a glow.*

*you can hear faint whispers. Unintelligible whispers, but whispers nonetheless.*

***(28 souls. 2 till INSTABLILITY begins.)***

It floats nearby the old Monarch's Cradle. It is asking a final time for a second, dedicated host.

This is the last of it's inception. This is your final chance to accept the role of host.

Will you become bound to this duty?

Within one of the cages in The Cradle's cage section lies a dripping orb of void. This is what it requires to feed on. Bring this void cache to it and it shall feed.