Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150528101733/@comment-25038310-20150603194431

Rudolf leaned to the side, before grinning. He sheathed his weapon, transforming his own sword into a greatsword once again.

"Do not worry, little one.. you're nex -"

Rudolf suddenly stopped in his tracks, and started coughing heavily. He suddenly dropped his greatsword, and blood started exiting his mouth.

He turned to lie down on his back, and started gurgling and muttering under his breath.

"Da..- damn.. you.." He said, suddenly grabbing his own throath.

He puked a black, corrosive liquid out of his mouth, which partially clad his helm in the black liquid. A black spectre which looked alot like a silhouette exited Rudolf's body, which took the shape of a black crow, and dissipated in the damp air of the room.

When the crow was seen, the spectre of Rudolf's madness could be hard cursing Rudolf, before dissapearing completely.

The cause was obviously not the bolts in the shoulder, but the madness itself that had grasped ahold over Rudolf.

Rudolf then fell on the ground, apparently dead. After a while, his hand started twitching - albeit slowly.