Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151207231213/@comment-29559990-20151212213341

Kazrris was foced up up onto his feet by Borskar, but he kept his eyes pointed at the ground. He didn't dare look Goriyn in the eyes. The rest of the camp had gathered to watch the spectacle, silently. All looked like colorful characters, but you'd have to meet them another time...

"You know how long I've been waiting for this day to come?" Goriyn laughed. Kazrris gave no reply.

"Oh, wheres that Kaz filled with swagger and charisma? I'd much prefer if I had the opportunity of torturing that Kaz..."

Again, no response.

"Well... I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You've changed a lot, haven't ya, Kazzy? And everyones noticed. And everyone hates it. Hates you, don't they?"

No answer.

"Well, don't fear. I don't hate you, Kaz. In fact, you kinda remind me of me..."

He placed the dagger to Kaz's cheek. "And we both know the world can only handle one Goriyn at a time...."