Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-8086610-20131119162425/@comment-9062114-20131202170947

Dark Jeto wrote: A throwing dagger flies by Draco, inches from his face, landing in the wall just above the sleeping noble.

Artemis appears from the shadows, "You picked the wrong contract, Lizard." Draco comes into the light laughing slowly, "and who are you supposed to be?"