Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141106144243/@comment-3293219-20141112100506

The Curator cried out and stumbled back, letting Nadira go and fall to the floor in the process as he tried to get Horace off of him.

"Unhand me or I shall make this place your tomb!"

As he blustered and threatened, Nadira, in her almost delirious state, scrambled around for her fillet knife as the guards closed in on them.