Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20151108171024/@comment-9075949-20151207203834

"Dagon....take...you" said Varon, his soul fading

With the last small amounts of strength left, Varon got up, still tied to the chair, headbutted the Interrogator, swiped two guards off their feet with his tail and started running for the door. He was stopped by a Elven dagger in the side of his abdomen. He fell over, curling in pain. Several guards approached him and started laughing.

"Look at him, writhing in pain!" a guard shouted

"That's what you get for opposing the Elven Supremacy!" another said

"Haha! look at..." The guard was stopped by a loud howl. Night has approached.