Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140727152057/@comment-4363162-20140729151014

Miraak Obama wrote: Vaniel sighed, pushing them apart.

"Get the fuck away from eachother. Val, stop threatening him, and you..."

He gripped Varincois's collar.

"Straighten up, or you wont have a use for that brain at all." He whispered.

"Am I understood?" Val unloaded and holstered the crossbow. "Okay."

He stormed off into the woods. Minutes later, a small explosion could be heard, followed by a animal's scream and a small tree falling down. Val returned, a singed and half-mutilated goat slung over his shoulder. "Who's up for lunch?"