Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140509162816/@comment-3293219-20140511161855

Jaryl pressed his back against the wall, sliding down and sitting opposite his brother, whilst his true family fussed over him. The Bosmer's hands began to tremble and he noticed that they were covered in blood...

A scraping could be heard as Set dragged his fingernails along the stone floor, due to the pain of being moved, he wasn't aware of who had moved him as he was close to entering a state of shock.

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"Right..." Xervish muttered, standing up and looking back to him.

"Though, I doubt that the others would be happy about this...

Most of them have only just escaped his grasp..."