RP: John Shepard

[maebyrutherford]

Cullen could scarcely believe what was happening, even after everything he had seen from their battle with Corypheus. He peered down from atop the battlements next to his office, and saw the world drop off into nothingness beyond the bridge, the mountains in the distance replaced by a sickly green mist. He was reminded of the Inquisitor's description of the fade; could it truly be? Were they somehow sucked into the sky, some sort of elaborate demon takeover of Skyhold? He needed to get outside of the keep immediately, there must be enemies afoot.

He unsheathed his sword and ran down the steps - where were his soldiers? Where was anyone? Must be a trick, an illusion, he thought to himself. If he was here, others must be as well. He didn't want to think of the alternative; that they were all dead, and he was the only one left. Even so, he wouldn't go down without a fight.

Cullen reached the bridge and looked wildly around, hearing nothing but otherwordly creaks and groans. He saw nothing. Perhaps he should return to the castle and continue to search for others.

When he turned around, a figure was standing in the entrance to Skyhold.

"Identify yourself!" Cullen shouted, his sword at the ready.

Comments

[cmdr_shepard]

(OOC: Heya! Did you mean this for me? Or are you waiting on another John Shepard?)

[maebyrutherford]

(OOC: Yep, it's for you!)