Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140927193312/@comment-3293219-20140928174423

"Erm... Yeah..." Azarath muttered, looking to Elana and running his hand through his hair as he drew his package.

"A Breton, called Ren, asked me to give you this." He replied, handing it to her.

"She's... Sort of a friend."

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"A witch..." Covin replied, firmly, slowly stepping away from the map, with a look of regret.

"She offered me the chance to use my chains against my captors, sounded like a great idea, bringing a little irony to the fight, so I accepted. Turned out, that my chains, the things that make me strong? Bound me to my cell, making me even less free than I originally was. By the time I realised this, the Witch had been executed, she must have done it to get the last laugh...

Foul Hagraven bitch..."