Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-29559990-20150112015012

Borskar, battle axe drawn, barreled into the group of incoming attackers, hacking and slashing at anything that moved.

The Werewolf was regaining his position, blood squirting from his now handless side and slowly made his way to the Reachman, unaware that mioshe was behind him.