Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150905224128/@comment-29458028-20150907060936

Epic Scimitars wrote: The hooded man ignored Raytheon, but the merchant cried out in a desperate attempt to live; his throat was hacked off and the head of the merchant tumbled to the ground, blood spurting everywhere. The others looked down in depression or sobbed, resigning themselves to their horrible fates as the man kicked the first corpse down. Raytheon leapt down from the roof and straightened his sword arm out, his eyes slightly narrowing, as he spoke "I think you overreacted a bit to a merchant, no? I don't see the need for him to be killed. Or are you just unreasonable?"

"Of course, of course, a common citizen like me doesn't deserve to actually speak up against such matters, and I shouldn't be interfering, yeah, yeah. But it offends my sense of proprietry. Even a first class villain will not take innocent lives."

Raytheon still looked calm and composed, not even angered. There was a sort of equilibrium to him, and a seeming lack of fear.