Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-3293219-20141213231839

As she said that, The Mediator dropped down, from the ceiling and quickly wrapped his hand around her face, pulling her back and the Breton against his chest, placing his knife against her throat.

"Alright you fuckers, drop your shit and put your hands in the air!" Azarath growled, Nadira almost froze on the spot as she tried to place the voice, finding it difficult to do so...

She knew that voice... But... It couldn't be...