Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150527200323/@comment-5543592-20150602010329

Dacian glanced around. The citizens had largely fled in fear, and there were no guards in sight. Perhaps the Tyrant had taken care of them.

"Very well..." Relented Dacian. He unhooked the amulet from Kay's neck, walked over to Isaiah, and awkwardly clipped it around the priest's own, letting the medallion fall to rest against the Redguard's chest.

"Ready?" Dacian again asked for confirmation.