Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150917105001/@comment-5543592-20150919021611

"Everyone was a pompous fop with a stick up his arse." Pierre said, shrugging. "Didn't matter to me.  My mother, she trained me to kill.  Trained me well, too.  I was unbeaten.  You don't last long in the dueling world if you aren't good." He took a sip of ale, and leaned back in his chair. "Yeah, so, I killed shit for her, without giving two fucks who ended up at the end of my sword." He snorted and looekd away. "'Got used like a tool." He said, growing a little bitter.