Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140319172956/@comment-24685738-20140403134704

"Joran!" Arekoa screamed, and ran to him.

Joran was sitting on the throne of the former leader of House Dres, while the ex-leader sat on the floor, sniffling and a look of hatred in his eyes. Both of them were bloody, but the Dres ex-leader was even more so.

"What happened? Where's your silt strider?"

Joran looked at the ex-leader with distaste. "He shot it down. Luckily, I was over the palace, so I fell. Then I cam in here and kicked his arse."