Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140210215513/@comment-5583506-20140307234011

(No worries, I didn't expect you would allow her to die there either way so I finished my post in a "follow-me-up" kind of way)

Rashka traced his hand along the left side of his face, where the mace had struck him. There was an unfamiliar sensation he felt with his left eye. It was a stinging pain he didn't recognise before. He carefully felt whatever it was before he knew the horrible truth. The bitch had struck him blind on his left eye. His left eye was dead. His right eye however turned to her, it's horrible gaze was filled hatred and a will to see her as dead as possible.

He returned to strangling her, this time even harder than before, as well as putting his claws deep into her throat, hoping that she would drown in her own blood.

"Rashka hates vampires! Rashka hates Daedra! Rashka hates those who tries to stop him from reaching those he love! And most of all: RASHKA HATES YOU!"

Somewhere from behind a voice called to him.