Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-29559990-20160710220755

"We have," The armor-clad man continued. "In fact, I liked you at one point. I thought, you know, you were gonna rise up and be one of the best the Dominon had to offer."

His arms reached up and grabbed his helm to remove it. His face was a old and wrinkled, rough and sunken in. His hair was white like the snow with only a few strands of grey. "And then you betrayed you oath and ran off to be a hero..."

Athorians face contorted into a look of shock before horror took over. He backed up to the wall, like a cornered rat. The man smirked, seemingly pleased with the fear.

"Taronan..." Athorian shook his head. "I killed you..."

"No," Taronan corrected. "You were a fool to think a dagger in the gut would end the best soldier in the Dominion."

"That's what I'm afraid of," Mongo muttered. "If we lose that beast, we lose those inside the city,"

He nodded to Ja'Keil. "We will head eastward. Hopefully, he's there..."