Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-25038310-20160318150340

"Oh, don't be so dense. I have already made my intentions clear time and time again, yet you refuse to listen and focus on the real threat." Abelkain muttered sternly, tightening his grasp.

Blood slowly started dripping from his abdomen, as drups landed on the wooden floor of the house. He grunted as he looked down briefly, before looking back up at the party of Undead.

"You two!" He said as he turned to Jawan and Brolin, seeing as they were the only ones that had not attacked yet. "You must understand, unlike these stupid nincompoods, that I am trying to help you! I know this swamp! If I had any ill intent, I would've been able to kill you a long time ago, see that!"

"No! D-Don't, please don't! He's insane! A m-..m-..madman!" Abello stuttered, unable to move or do anything else. "Dunistair, Katla, Jericho, Aelwin, I beg of you! Rid me of this hellish murderer!" He cried out to them. "It was all.." He snickered, although it sounded forced. "Please.. I didn't mean for any o' this.."

"Enough of this!" Abelkain yelled as he held his dagger in the air, ready to drive it down the back of Abello's neck in one swift movement. There was a small window of oppurtunity to kill him

I'm curious... Do nothing. Kill Abelkain and save Abello.