Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150125090354/@comment-32420582-20150126141203

"I didn't surrender, what just happened happens to all with beast blood, we all lose control without a say in it." he corrected, he winced as he pulled a massive shard of glass out of his back, the blood had ruined his armor. "Damn it, I only got this armor 5 days ago!" he said in annoyance.

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Helark was nearing his village when he smelt death, he quicked and ran to his village he could soon smell smoke. As the village came into view he stumbled and fell to the ground, people were lying dead everywhere, the last of his kind all dead. Their homes were ablaze, "No... No..." he said trying not to believe what was happening in front of his eyes. "Nononononononononono!" he yelled, tears beginning to appear. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Helark screamed out in sorrow, rage and confusion. He slowly tried to get up only to fall down again, his limbs refused to move out of shock, he gritted his teeth and his tears fell to the ground. He soon began crying as he was focused to watch the corpses and the buildings were burnt to the ground, he saw signs of battle. He tried to get up once more but only got to his knees, he howled in sorrow, he was the very last of his kind... He was alone in the world... None to help or guide him. He sat there and continued crying.