Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150923172856/@comment-25481762-20151010031058

Raziel sniffs the rancid air and inhales deeply. The blood is intoxicating. He heads for the excuse of a Blademaster with a hungry exspression on his face. ''This wll not do this place must be restored to it's former glory. But first I must feed.'' "I want to fight." he says to the Blademaster simply.