Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-24685738-20141214212111

"If you don't help us..." Horace began, anger and desperation filling his voice. "I swear on my life that I will hunt you down. I will never rest until you are lying, bleeding, at my feet. You're going to rue the day that you left an innocent woman lying in a permanent coma, when her husband is sitting at home, waiting for her." While he didn't always speak, anyone could see that Horace meant it. The anger and hatred in his eyes let even Jorthar know that he wouldn't rest until the both of them were gone.

For good.