Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140808141445/@comment-24530992-20140809023443

(sighhsighsighsighsighsighsigh)

He was alone, in the woods. The trees surround inn him gave Vaniel an uneasy feeling. A teenager, about two feet taller than him, shoved him from behind.

"You heard her, Vaniel. Get outta here!" He taunted, grabbing the 12 year old's collar, throwing him into the soft soil. He hit the ground with a thud, the older boy's laughter echoing off of the trees.

"Worthless scum!"

He brought a kick in to his ribcage, making the younger Vaniel cave in, pressing his knees to his chest, on the verge of tears. He shakily stood up, about to run to the forest, when the Breton grabbed him by the back of his neck, spinning him around.

"You'd better run, idiot. Run while you can, before I smack you senseless!"

Before he released the boy, he stared into his eyes, removing any memory of who the man was. Once finished, he gave a forceful shove, sending him into the forest.

(Longest post I've ever written on a mobile device...)