Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-24438639-20140201193430

Olaf hit the stone, it craking beneath his weight. He hefted his mace, his dagger was lost in the struggle. He stood and walked towards Jack, his face cringing at every step.

´´What is that thing? No one should have that power´´

Olaf hefted his mace, and charged at the Anchorite once more, he hoped that Nahlgaaf could help him defeat it.