Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190412232101/@comment-25828117-20190416200543

There was a strained muted sound coming from behind her. The man -- and by the sound of it, it was a man -- behind her tried not to scream in pain after she'd bitten him.

Svieva's compromised seated position proved a hard one to defend, plus she felt the sedative start to kick in. Her wide sword slash was dodged easily by the other figure who moved in quickly before she could slash again and held her sword hand to the side and pushed his face close to hers, her mouth was still covered in the other man's big hand but blood started trickling down along the back of it.

"Make a sound, and you're dead!"

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Graicus stood outside, bored. Maybe he should've just let it happen. But what if he fell asleep afterwards? He sighed and went to pat Forta on the neck. She stood by the side of the barn.

"Hi there, girl..." He sighed.

His gaze fell upon the spear, tied to her saddle. A bitter frown came to him. If it wasn't for that thing...