Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151207231213/@comment-29559990-20151212232519

Borskar looked from Nissa to Kazrris, who was trying to claw his way out of the masses of tent cloth on top of him. His shoulder was in a large amount of pain, but he hid that behind a stonefaced expression.

"We will end this soon enough," Borskar warned, backing off into the mist. "And when that time comes, I'll make sure I'm the one who brings the axe onto your necks."

And with that, Borskar vanished...