Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140204235925/@comment-24438639-20140209025024

Rolafs blade was wrenched in blood, it slowly dripped down and into the earth. Hes eyes were filled with raw pleasure and hunger for another opponet to slay, he put the sword on his shoulders and turned to Emrey ´´So we leaving tonight or tommorow?´´ If Rolaf was disturbed by the slaughter at all he gave no hints