Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-25038310-20150201100042

Sander had also exited his cabin, after gathering alot of stray bullets that had spread through the cabin. He was holding his saw cleaver in its first stance in one hand, and a revolver in the other.

He looked at Lyrissa, raising an eyebrow.

"Another one of Louis' spawns?" He spat, sounding slightly annoyed.