Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131218233902/@comment-5735114-20131220215834

Tyranil silently cursed at Vidron for not making the hallways in the lair large enough to accomodate his wings. Still using his spear for support, Tyranil hobbled out of the secret room and began looking for Corelas. Today would be the death of that prick, one way or another...