Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-2165692-20180712013812

"I didn't attack you at all, I simply showed you that threatening me, is not a good idea, and the point still stands." The sand rose up all around him "You point your weapons at me, because you still cannot grasp the predicament you are in, Fort Cyrus will be blown to bits, Almawt will be leveled with the ground and it's people hunted down and killed like animals. And here you stand, apparently unconcerned with he fate of your homes. That pirate ship's crew consists of all kinds of nasty criminals, Assassins, thieves, mages, warriors. You name it, they're all there, by now, their ultimate weapon must have been reconstructed. And your chances of survival, zero." the sand gathered into his gourd and the cork reformed, although there were still a lot of sand and dust swirling around him. "You do not want, neither do you deserve the help of your only possible salvation. Farewell then." he said, the sand acted as a shield between them and him as he turned and headed back towards Almawt. I never thought I would report to Gramps that I failed a mission, now he'll have to clean up my mess. Jerod cursed under his breath "Fuck." he said lowly.