Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-29458028-20151123011537

"Oh, I guess your feet must be feeling really good, who's that big guy you talk about, eh?" said Sebastien as he finished up crushing the last of the metatarsals. Whatever he did, the Dunmer was probably going to be wheelchair ridden, or require prosthetics. Then again, he would finish the enemy off. Probably.

Sebastien started to stomp on the man's shins. He noticed the crates outside getting knocked, but he assumed it was some vagrant. Didn't hurt to be careful, though.

"Enjoying the leg massage? You might wanna squeak."