Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-25038310-20150118184521

Sander glared at Stephanie in the dark - and pulled out his dagger and went for another stab - this time aiming for her forehead.

"Sorry, Miss Beafort - you may share the same blood, but I don't consder you worthy of living." He said, as a small grin began to form on his face.

Thrill of the kill, so to say.

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Anna Gilliet had drawn a rune, and was slowly cutting herself - utilizing her own blood. She was casting incantations - all redirected at one person.

"Lafayette, may the blood that is carried in your veins turn black and burn.."

The curse was cursed - and made its way to Lafayette - slow, albeit dangerous.