Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-25038310-20160316181640

"Mercy! I beg of you, mercy!" The voice cried once again, coming from the house. "I didn't mean to..-" He was cut short by another heavy blow seemingly against a hard surface, possibly armor or on of the stone walls of the house.

"Silence. You have gone on for far too long, you filthy spawn!" The gruff voice replied, as their swords crossed once again. The other, younger and livelier voice cried out again for help, but he was not going to need any at this rate.

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The peasants kept slamming their fists against the walls and windows of the house, unaware that some of them were blinded or indeed choking on the thick smoke as they fell down in the mud. Although the small number of peasants were slowly decreasing, it did attract the attention of the others on the other side of the town, getting rid of one bad thing and replacing it with the other.

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The party of Undead had to make their choice as to what direction they wanted to head to, or if they felt the need to split their group in this new, dangerous area.

((Again, exams incoming and won't be able to reply regularly until next wednesday.))