Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140720163648/@comment-24942837-20140721233019

Zoordovahsil wrote: "Well, without those mechs you are no match for none of us here, commoner. So I'd keep it to myself if I were you.", the breton said.

"Now, can someone explain what is happening here? Why is everybody so eager to put a 'poisoned apple' into Tara's mouth?", he questioned, smiling. "I feel no pain, and you can't easily break me." On cue, his fingers slowly revealed Dwarven Claws.

Octavian, who had struggled with the Charmspeak, shook his head, and nodded to the Cyborg. "I-I believe him."

Ulfgard saw his sister in the distance, and hollered.

Altair, who looked around, quietly snuck out of the Rift, unnoticed by anyone, and slowly began to walk to an unknown destination. Samuel continued marching with Ulfgard. He grinned. "I cannot wait to kill that child of Mora. Long have I been patient; We must kill." The Warlord laughed and clapped his shoulder. "You'll make a good new Captain then. I too am bloodthirsty. But just a tad longer, and we will have our revenge."