Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140629231702/@comment-6006054-20140630172143

As soon as the guards departed Uvaryl slammed his fist into the wall in rage. Blood from his split knuckles spattered onto the floor near his feet as he repeated the action. His cellmate was not likely to be provoked into lethal violence, this one had been too controlled, too calm. That left the arena.