Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-6006054-20150928030539

Issalus's fist smashed into glass, and it shattered. A thousand glinting shards, matched by welling red as they slid into his hand. Issalus cursed silently, and vaulted into the window. The house was empty, there was no one home. Issalus pillaged its valuables, heirlooms, coin stashes, whatever the residents found valuable.