Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160319173730/@comment-24141785-20160327202733

"Don't let...her." Was the last thing the Breton would say inside the fort, attempting to heave himself up. They would finally leave...

...

The group had finally escaped the dark and savage clutches of the fort, killing their way through their captors and finishing off the cruel leader himself. Although they had escaped with their lives intact, it almost felt as if not all of them had made it...

Gabriel had been heavily scarred, both physically and mentally. The left side of his face had been burned, ironically by the same man he tried to save. Edward and his men had demostrated the cruel side of humanity, reminding the group that they themselves all had this inside them - whatever the strength of their effect. If the Breton survived this attack, his outlook would change forever, and his life would never be the same.

As the group escorted the currently unconscious Gabriel out, they trudged their way through the empty terrain of the fort, making their way towards a very familiar carriage...