Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140714235527/@comment-5583506-20140716013916

He woke up cold sweating and quickly pulled out his machete holding it out steady in front of him. As soon as he gained focus he could see that the face of the person in front of him belonged to the woman who had killed the peasant earlier that day. Somehow he was glad to see a familiar face, at least the familiar face of a stranger rather than that face... in his dreams... the face of a woman he didn't know, but just the same the face of a woman he feared and despised.

"I-it's you", he said lowering his machete and letting out a sigh of relief. "This one never thought he would wake up from that nightmare..."