Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27968758-20151119005014/@comment-5543592-20151203205502

"Yes, I surrender." Dacian said dryly as he waved his hand at Nissa, in a motion like throwing coins to a line of beggars. The sword unexpectantly shot from the ground, as if it had a life of it's own, and plummeting towards Nissa's chest at shocking speed.