Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24696651-20150325202139/@comment-25961119-20150407215522

Gjak readed his pickaxe, expecting that it was Karl. When he got closer he realized it ws his employer.

"Beitild? Thank the Divines!" He said.

"What? No she's," before Fraus could say another word, Gjak had a pickaxe rammed into his jaw. Gjak feel to the ground, dead.