Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26074798-20180324214923/@comment-1188343-20180506113113

He raged at the gods above, knowing that this was another attempt to make him into another dumb guard, as had been tried previously. Swearing on Molag Bal, the Lord of Domination, whom he had sworn a pact to, he tore the arrow from his armor with extreme prejudice and threw it like a miniature spear. It was not meant to be used this way, so it flew only a few feet.