Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190711134848/@comment-7262318-20190807190209

Torus shot a glare at Vyrine. Sure, she was right... but she was still a pretentious gray-eared prick.

"Touch my brother again, and I'll lop both yer' arms off," Torus warned, sheathing his weapon. "That's a promise, milk-drinker..."

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"Yeah... I'm fine..." Alvoran nodded.

"Just... didn't see it coming.