Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140625201826/@comment-3293219-20140626214906

Grom laughed as Jaryl's head rolled from side to side, groaning as he lay on the floor, he grabbed Julie's arm as she punched him before crushing her hand again, in a similar fashion.

"Heh... Liked it the first time, so you came back for more?" The Orc mocked before being knocked by Jaryl, who kicked him in the knee cap. But the Orc didn't even react to it, instead, he just looked back at the Bosmer in disgust as Julie dropped to her knees.

He picked the Dunmer up and threw her, she didn't go far but she landed a few feet away from Jaryl, with a thud. The Orc approached the Bosmer, kneeling down on his stomach and holding up his hand, tightly clutching it in the Bosmer's wrist.

"Heh... I'll start with the pinkie..." He grinned before jerking Jaryl's pinkie finger to the side, getting a deep and sickening crunch, that caused the Bosmer to scream out in pain, shooting forward as his teeth began to chatter.

"Then..." He looked to Methdal, wondering what the next finger was called.

"Ring finger, Grom..."

"Right... Ring finger..." He repeated before snapping it, getting a similar reaction.

"Then Middle... Don't know what you'll do without this one..." He smirked, crushing it and getting less of a reaction as the pain overwhelmed the Bosmer.

"Then..."

"Index."

"Index..." He proceeded by snapping the index finger, savouring the beautiful sound of snapping bones, a sound comparable to a bird's song on a hot summer's day.

"And last..." He didn't bother naming the thumb before he broke that as well, finishing by doing the unexpected and twisting his whole hand, breaking Jaryl's wrist.

Jaryl didn't respond as he had already passed out from the pain, shuddering at the slightest touch on his broken fingers and hands.

"Aww... His hand's all messed up..." Grom chuckled, throwing it to one side, with a chuckle.

