Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141007044356/@comment-11457306-20141009031827

Daria reached for the spoon she had laid aside and uncorked the Skooma. She poured out half a spoonful and stared at the deadly stuff. It was extremely attractive for the pleasant feelings in gave and yet extremely dangerous and addictive.

"Revenge is like Skooma, Dral.  We want it badly, but when we have it, we find it gives nothing in return.  It turns us into something we despise.  I got my revenge.  It was tasteless and unfulfilling.  I have learned to forget it and move on and try to make my life into something I can be proud of.

Do not worry. My home is yours until you find your way. As long as you pull your weight, you will have nothing to fear.

Now, drink this and lie down on your side. I've got to get that arrow out before you bleed your last drop and before I fall over in exhaustion. Here is water to wash it down with also."