Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-29458028-20150503020653

"No, I'm just an Imperial. Perhaps you need your eyes ... and your mind checked. And I have no way to give you a new hand" smirked Levith as he took a seat at the table he was on before.

In normal circumstances, Levith would have just cut off his left hand and threw it at his opponent sarcastically, but that would be plain idiocy in the mortal world, not because the hand wouldn't grow back, but rather because everyone woul know what he was.