Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-27783182-20150611210744

Sithfanjedi wrote: (I guess Holy) (Finally. Been a while since I roleplayed properly.)

Not far from Brynjar's position, there was a shack. A burning shack. Screams from elders and barking from dogs echoed through the mountains and flatlands. The smoke was rising to the point of it being noticed by any traveler.

Inside the shack, there was a young boy, wearing ragged leather clothing. He was full of hair, and had sharp claws with a large tail.

"I HOPE YOU DIE IN A FIRE, OLD MAN!" The young boy howled.

He started slicing the man's body, which was his abusive father. The man's screams echoed once again.