Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20161228072759/@comment-4662333-20170115104334

Erik lied in his bed, confused on the art of violence and combat. Never before had he killed, but the bloodlust that came after doing so nearly ensnared his senses. He got up and looked at his trophies from today's adventure, an ebony helmet and greatsword, with a look of contempt and disgust, especially upon realizing the blade was bloodied by the Vigilants he had killed.

In the room adjacent to Erik's, Charles had begun testing his spell, one where it allowed him to read the minds of others and maybe even bend their will. Raising the spell in his hand, Charles casted it, and immediately, a new world was discovered by the Bretonnic mage.