Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150325215538/@comment-24123288-20150328160553

"When has life ever made sense Necromancer?" Nissa growled. "You want it spelled out, fine. That little viper, screwed my husband. He felt guilty and spoke to her to break it off. That made him late when our camp was attacked. He got stabbed and died."

Nissa stood up swiftly, knocking the chair over. She glared at Dacian and pulled out her sword rapidly, striking him in the nose with the pommel before turning to leave.

"I'll let you mull it over." She muttered. "I gotta friend to visit..."