Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140921041500/@comment-24530992-20140921230405

Davyr lead him further into Coldharbour, finding the 'sacrificial' table. He set him down, where he took an enchanted knife, jabbing it straight into Tristyc. It did no damage- it was as if it were a ghost. Instead, an essence was drawn out of him- his own soul.

"Brilliant.. Now, to do the real work.."