Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160627235602/@comment-5543592-20160708222337

Crimson hesitated as he stepped over to Nissa, before setting his bow on the ground, and drawing his sword in a flourish. The flourish was a smooth stroke that sliced cleanly through the binds from Nissa's ankles, to her wrists, and even the gag at her mouth. He then tucked his sword back in his sheath, raised his head, and slapped Nissa full-on across the face.