Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190218230651/@comment-2165692-20190401133903

the wound appeared to be various, some appeared to be from blades, swords to be precise, there didn't appear to be any bludegeoning weapons or arrows involved in the slaughter but every attack had struck vital organs, be it the upper sections of the splne, straight into the heart, pierced lungs and some had even managaged to drive something through the eyeballs to reach the brain, the assailants were most likely trained killers and probably men or mer.

Despite the monsters described they hadn't been part of this particular attack.

Kyrenir stepped onto the lift, "How many people can this hold?" she asked as she stood onto it.

The Bartender scratched his beard "I'd reckon I could stack a hundred of you without it snapping, girl. Don't worry, this thing has lifted ogres in the past."

Kyrenir looked at him, "Ogres?"

"Ah, yes. The lords sometimes sends Ogres down there, if something is too dangerous to be let back into the wild, they send it down there. If some criminal refuses to mend his ways or is caught one too many times, he follows." the Bartender said

Kyrenir's eyes drifted to the black robed figure, she didn't know who it was but it was one of the Lords of Kaniros, a member of the Five-Star senate. He seemed unapproachable being guarded on every end by these ebony guards.