Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-24123288-20140202223455

The Old Priest stood up from his desk with groaning bones and smiled.

"It's okay Nepht." He said kindly. He always had a soft spot for the budding young adventurer.

"Now, is it just your hand? I assume you want the scratch on your arm left alone. It'd make for a nice story.."