Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-5543592-20170203231938

Nightingale stared down at Ogvir for a moment, processing what had been said to him, before socking the Nord across the face to disorient him, then seizing Ogvir by the throat and dragging him across the rooftop to the edge. He shoved the Nord down, so that the upper half of his body hung freely over a several story drop, and then planted his foot on Ogivr's chest to hold him there.

"Damien Hermius!" Nightingale demanded, his tone growing sharper. "What's his history with the Gray Fox?"

He pressed his foot hard down on Ogvir's chest, so that the Nord teetered dangerously close to falling.

"Tell me!"