Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24267938-20131109184535/@comment-24267938-20131110021536

Enya was lying on the ground in pain...

"I could kill you right now... But... I'll refrain from it, You may be of some use..." Naerion said standing over her.

"You... will be sorry, I'm a Nelthar!"

"Have you not figured it out yet? So am I little elf... I'm a member of the Head Family, weakling..."

"You won't defile the name "Nelthar", I know a Nelthar when I see one!"

Naerion takes off his mask "How many people do you see with red eyes and black hair daily? Highly unnatural right?"

Enya looks at him. "Nait Nelthar?"

Naerion puts on his mask again. "Wrong. Naerion Nelthar... I'm his son... Nait is dead. I killed him, kinda."