Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131228033942/@comment-12599067-20140101010109

(Same, Goldy. The story I was writing just got deleted on accident.)

Makoru would have leaped across the room and given her an embrace that might've broken ribs, but felt rather self-conscious of the fact that he was wearing a bloodstained tunic in a room full of corpses. He settled with letting out a shaky sigh of relief. "Where are Jack, Daithi, and the rest of them? Did they run somewhere else when the attack started?" he asked nervously.

Olaf staggered and fell back as Daithi drove the blade into the back of his leg, but only growled angrily and swung his axe down to remove the elf's head from his shoulders.