Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150217115838/@comment-32663439-20150219111448

Kodlak shouted "Thryssa, nooo!" He looked horrorstruck as Thryssa was hurt. "Vinsamlegast, Allur-Framleiðandi, hjálpa okkur!" he yelled. He closed his eyes, rapidly saying final prayers to the All-Maker in Old Norse. After he finished, he looked to Thryssa, a tear streaming down his cheek. "I'm sorry," he said. "Please, Drevin....take my life...spare hers...."

"I guessed as much. It still feels weird though...to think that this entire family I was born around, that they are a falsity," Lucina said. Her tone was more mature than before. "And yet, I still somewhat feel attached to them. Vigarde, he often is mean, but he is a great brother, too. 'Mom', she's still annoying as anything, but she taught me a lot of stuff that I didn't even know in real life. Et cetera, et cetera."

"Perhaps. We'll see, I suppose," Fjorik said. "You are dismissed."