Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20181023230058/@comment-3293219-20181024113027

As she peered over, she noticed the flutter of a dark grey cloak as it flew into the window bellow, seemingly being dragged behind its wearer.

This was followed by yet another crash.

"Why'd he do it!? Why!?" Virde's voice yelled, coming from the hallway.

"You had to be broken, he hoped it would be enough to remove your desire to fight us!" The Cultist stammered, followed by a wet crunch and a shriek.

"I had no desire to fight you! Now though? I'm going to find every last one of you fucks and tear your skulls apart with my bare hands!"