Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140429222522/@comment-3293219-20140501132907

Set zoned out, every sound, feeling, everything that wasn't Maria just became a blur...

The Bosmer's eyes began to shimmer as tears built up in them, the images of Miri's execution flashed before his eyes and he found himself overcome with a murderous rage.

The same murderous rage that he had experienced all those years ago, when he hunted that bastard Blade to the end of the world and massacred his entire camp.

He lowered Maria to the floor, too emotionally numb to express any care for her as he went over to a desk and retrieved a paperweight. It was inefficient and it would take ages to kill someone with it...

It as perfect...

Set, slowly, shambled towards the daedra, his grip tightening on his 'weapon.'