Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150514025025/@comment-24123288-20150516025117

Nissa shook her head and wandered over to Dacian. "What did that chair ever do to you, Fiddler?" She mused, running a hand over his shoulders, much like the first time they'd met and sitting him back in his seat. She reached over him and picked up a silver fork, before whispering into his ear as the knife embedded itself in Kays gut. "Ah buh. Try anything smart, and the next is in her heart..." Nissa whispered.

"I'm allowed a little fun before I die, aren't I?" She asked, as she grunted and stabbed the fork through Dacians hand.

(Bedtime! Teehee!)