Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20160425233615/@comment-5543592-20160502200446

(More guilt, Nissa, quickly, it's not strong enough yet)

The man made a the sound you'd expect a dying animal to make, knees snapping together, hands flying downwards to cover his scortched genitals, and he toppled over with a groan. It gave the second man pause to see his friend rendered dickless so easily, giving Crimson the opportunity to tackle him around the waist, the two men hitting the floor in a rush, and the man's knife clattering away.

The third would-be thief was just catching up with his friends now, dagger ready, and when he saw what Agatha had done, he deftly pulled a bone-carved plate off a table and held it down in front of his junk to protect it as he charged. Not that it would help much.