Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150321040314/@comment-5543592-20150323014733

"I am." An older gentlemen stood up, about fifty years old. "Joric Ravecrone, at your service, sir.  Please don't hurt any of these people.  Grovehaus was very harsh, we're sorry for not having defected to you immediately." Joric thought he was talking to a Legendary who had just won a kingdom and was about to go on a killing spree.

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The arrow hit the guard directly in the chest. He writhed in pain and flew backwards, crackling with electricity, and hit the ground with a dull thud.