[The fallen arch-angel has been putting off communicating with the outside world for a bit too long. By the time he finally gets around to broadcasting, he sounds rather annoyed.]

To those who may be concerned, I'm still alive in kicking and back to normal.

That is all.

[There was a small scoff from him as he closed the book.]

[Having died again, Sandrath was without his memories once more. He didn't understand why he felt so strange and sick in his current body. Unlike the previous time, he did not flee from his room. He was distracted by the candle that was lit in his room and the endless darkness that surrounded him ( Read more... )

[The recording starts off with a shot of San's room and off to the side, one can spot a chair currently being worked on. A hand with a silver pendant with a blue gem moves in to the shot from above.]

I believe this belongs to someone? I found a black cat running off with this, although it managed to leave a few marks after I grabbed it.

[Ever since his small snow war between Kloe and himself, Sandrath was prowling the Keep as a cat. The main reason he remained in this form for now, was to be warm and perhaps snuggle up with a few residents that lived in the barracks.

The black cat could be found on any floor, while avoiding the snow at all cost.]

[As the recording starts, the only sound is heard belongs to Sandrath's footsteps and the man humming a tune. A few moments later, he stops walking but the song is still going.]

Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful and since we've no place to go... Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow.

[There's laughter from him.] ( Read more... )

[The recording starts off with a shot of the Keep's sky. There's a sound of someone moving about in water as the angle starts to shift down to Sandrath's face, who was dripping wet. He grins a bit before exhaling some air to move some stray bangs out of his face.]What I find interesting is the hospitality of this place. Practically everything here ( Read more... )

So, I heard there was a party coming up. Any ideas of when and where it'll be taking place?

( Sealed to Doctor Kloe Bishop )

[The angle of the recording was off, as if someone had accidentally hit it and the view displayed a room, along with majority of a person's body. By the tone of his voice, he was frightened and confused.]

--at is wrong with me!? ...T-This... this is not right!

[He takes a step backwards before glancing around at his surroundings.]I should not be ( Read more... )

[It didn't take long for Sandrath to be wandering the halls of the Keep after scanning through the journals. Somehow, the lifeless pumpkins suddenly gained the ability to speak. They called out to him with various tones as he passed by, glancing at each carved structure. If it was true, one of these vegetables had his face on it or perhaps someone ( Read more... )

[As the recording starts, Sandrath is seen not too far away as he wraps a black scarf around his left forearm. There's a little bit of dried blood trailing from the corner of his lip, but other than that he doesn't appear to be injured.]As much as I hate to say it, I require some medical attention. Not the traditional kind because that takes too ( Read more... )