Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-5543592-20140125173021

Daithi's jaw dropped at things getting much more complicated. There was no mistaking this 'Metaku' being Makoru. "We're fucked." He said out loud, not quite caring that he did, but had kept his voice quiet. He pulled himself up over Marulahk's throne, so that he was in a crouching position just behind the orc. In a split second he could seize his head, and smash it into the boulder, sending the orc into a peaceful sleep, or at least giving him the worst headache ever.