Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150215004500/@comment-5543592-20150226221820

"Like this." Said Farwan, retrieving one of his pickaxes, and promply smashing it down on his foot. He left out a mere grunt of pain for the moment. It would hurt later. It embedded itself in the bones and caused blood to flow, although the main stream was blocked by the pickaxe's head.

Farwan fell to his butt.

"Call the guard." Farwan gasped to Denon.