Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140606201652/@comment-3293219-20140608205041

Jaryl looked up as Isis screamed, seeing Set's lifeless body in front of her, with the dagger jutting out of his skull...

He watched the reactions, slowly forcing Aerin to look up at him, gesturing for Geofry to come over and take her out of his hands as he stood up and approached the head of his brother. He passed his Brother’s grieving widow, who hunched over him, putting herself through pain to express her sorrow, much like her former lover who curled up beside him, in agony as the grief stopped her from resisting the pain from her wounds.

Jaryl stood at Set's head and looked down as he noticed Namira's hold on him fade away. His pale eye returned to normal and his eyelids closed around his empty eye socket as the light inside was extinguished, along with his life. Jaryl knelt by Set's head and wrapped his hand around the palm of Maria's dagger, pressing his hand against his forehead as he looked up and noticed that Namira's sword had faded away, blowing away in the breeze.

Jaryl pulled the dagger from his brother's skull and threw it to one side, looking over to Isis as he tried to remain strong for her, for Maria and Julie...

For everyone...

