Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-24736819-20151106122741

Seeing that Doraleous was already outside, he was the first to arrive.

While Farraud took his time to observe the fort's defenses, schedules, shift changes and all that could be useful if the Ancois truly proved himself to be an enemy.

"Morning.", he murmured upon arrival.

Suddenly, he sensed that smell...that smell which he used to...

No, he shook his head trying to send away his mind's delusions, as it happened before several times. He knew that it was all some kind of torture they found for him and he smiled, after all that time they were still thinking about him.

He stopped and realized that the smell was still there...Impossible!

Or so he thought until his acute hearing caught the sound of tiny steps. Judging by what he was able to feel, it was someone who stood under half of his own size and it would be easy to overpower this someone.

"H...", his voice failed him.

The carpenter soon arrived.

"NOOOO!", he shouted before running towards the corpse, pushing people aside. He knelt below the hanging body only to realize that no one had the decency of cutting the rope and bringing her down.

The carpenter looked around and called for a sharp object, which no one had...no one but the guards who were leaving.

"YOU! PLEASE!", he called for their help to take her down.