Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140424220522/@comment-24784616-20140424234708

Byerik burst through the door, the militia behind him. He bumped into Raddan while he was looking around.

"Watch where you're-! Byerik!? When did you come back? Who are these types?" Raddan asked in surprise.

"I just got here, but nevermind that. What in the Nine happened?"

"The bitch happened, that's what what!"

Byerik flinched at Raddan's shouting. "Is Thetric okay?"

"The witch shot an ice spike at him, but these mages say he'll be fine. She also... killed Cinda."

"Damn.. damn! Why is everything going wrong?" Byerik yelled. "We already have enough problems as it is, and now I found out Marcius has a damn son, and he's heading here right now!"

"We know he has a son and... he's coming now?"

"Yeah, I need to go inform Thetric. Where is he?"

"There," he pointed down the hallway.

"Right, I'll talk to you later." He started running down the hall. "And take care of these guys!" he called over his shoulder, meaning the Tyrant Fall.