Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140827094909/@comment-3293219-20140901210717

"That's a damn tragedy son. Now open it already, so that I can get the hell out of here!" Azarath demanded, creasing his brow and tighting a fist.

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"Are there any other ways out? Sewers or... anything?" Nadira asked, desperately, not knowing what to do in this situation.