Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-3293219-20140918095139

Azarath moved his attention back onto the road, every one of his little erratic tics were going, to turn around and jam a knife into Emarrel's chest, to eliminate the threat but he knew that Nadira would never believe him over her, even if she was dead.

No, he'd have to expose her, then get her killed...

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You mean the guy who hung me upside down and imprisoned me?

Nadira thought on it for a moment but she was right, even Emarrel was afraid of this Julian guy, so their chances of getting home increased two fold if they were to join forces with him but she was somewhat weary and didn't trust him...

"R-Right, good thinking." Nadira agreed, opening the front door and looking back to him.

"Do you know where we could find him?"