Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141102124827/@comment-29458028-20141107041049

Sylarys slammed through the Tavern roof at the tavern where Tavion sat and landed on the ground, the black whips extending from her hands. She smirked and said "I turned Tavion and placed a tracking charm on him when we had a good time. Luckily he didn't remove it with his skills, or I wouldn't know some dog of Hircine is trying to mess with him. Well, Hircine is nothing, nothing at all."

"He belongs to Bal now. So piss off."