Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-5543592-20140918225925

Fritjolf just stared back, not saying anything; there wasn't anything to be said. His eyes had that 'I've seen things' look. Fritjolf absentmindly found himself admiring Sophie's features, which he considered a little off topic. They were being hunted by a brain-washing Justicar and a blood-thirsty vampire. Regardless, he let the blow dart slide back into it's sling. The Imperial didn't notice the sounds of battle had completely faded.