Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140624183310/@comment-17114085-20140703160257

Psychomantis108 wrote: Tycho sat in his cell, dragging a sharp stone across the stone brick wall in front of him as he began to chip away at it, it seemed like he was trying to make some effort to escape. He smiled at the end of it, getting that small bit of satisfaction, that came from a few moments of hard work as he stood up and stood back, admiring his work.

Before him stood a white chalk drawing of a penis, complete with a scrotum, which was rather detailed as well. The Half-Breed grinned at his 'masterpiece' as he folded his arms before the reality of the situation hit him again and he gave out a heavy sigh. He looked back, over his shoulder as he saw the guards patrol, wondering if this cell had a loose brick or something and sighing at the realisation that it probably wouldn't...

He looked to his left to see a welcomed sight, a crow had landed on his windowcille, which prompted him to gasp with delight as his eyes began to glow red. He stepped closer to it, hoping not to scare it off as he began to feel it, losing itself to his influence.

"C'mon... C'mon you little bastard..." He whispered, almost pleadingly as he took one step closer to it.

"That's it just..." As he was about to coax it, the guard came back and the sounds of his clumsy, heavy boots scared the bird off. It cawed in the Half Breeds face before flying off, prompting Tycho to seeth and stamp his foot in frustration.

"Bugger!" "What in Oblivion are you trying to do?" asked Abbard, who was in the cell next to Tycho.