Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140624141326/@comment-3293219-20140715151921

The Master turned away and left, letting the door close behind him as he ascended to the top of his tower, as much as he would enjoy watching them die, he would have to be contempt with the knowledge that they did die as he had important work to do.

Agatha continued to blast at the approaching Churl, sending them flying back and landing heavily on the floor around her, the sounds of armour clattering and bones crunching was almost deafening.

"Enough of this, let's just... Find a way out of this place!" The Witch snapped, growing impatient as she summoned Mactan to deal with some of the churl for her.

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"What about the one that visited your grandmother?" Pilerius asked, picking up on what she had said.

"Sounds like an interesting story."