Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140921041500/@comment-24530992-20140926205137

Rodyrick snorted.

"Get your hands off of me, Elf." He snapped, though he couldn't do much about it.

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Vaniel stomped over several piles of rubble, sitting near a destroyed wall. He was breathing shakily, his hands balled into fists.