Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5262726-20140908002705/@comment-5262726-20141110222943

"Oh, I wouldn't say that..."

A bright red gas fills the room. You see the Queen put on a mask.

"Goodnight, loves!"

You faint.

Many hours later, you and a large portion of your army wakes up in rags in cages, with your hands bound together and a cloth over your mouth.