Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150312022509/@comment-24530992-20150312171301

"Quiet one, aren't you?" He asked, taking a few steps forward, his hand placed under her chin as he observed her. Bryce didn't seem very happy about it, as his blade was poised over Cesaire's hand.

"Don't you fucking think about it," he snapped. The older man slowly lowered his hand, and it dropped back to his side.

"Hmm... Very well. But tell me... Why did you come to assist in my son's fight, hmm?" Cesaire asked, keeping his distance.