Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160129040906/@comment-32420582-20160130032622

Among the shifting sands of the Elsweyr deserts, two figures stood upon a dune, staring out into the vast nothingness searching for something...

"Have you spotted the prisoner yet?"

"No,"

"How long do you think it'll take?"

"I don't know,"

"Of course you don't..."

"you are an annoyance."

"Stop talking like that."

"Fine."

"..."

"...I've spotted him,"

"Where?"

"among the shifting sa---"

"Stop. It."

"Fine, killjoy."

"We aren't here for fun, now focus on the task at hand."

"Alright, alright!" "..." "He's heading our way, looks like he has some 'friends'."

"Oh boy, this will be fun(!)"

"Just take the shot."

"Rrright."

After a few seconds of deafening silence, a loud bang sounded. The fleeing prisoner suddenly dropped, as the bullet punched through his flesh and bone. What looked like bandits, stopped at the corpse and kneeled down beside it, checking the cause of death of their target. Within seconds, one of the figures vanished.

"The true world revealed, weaknesses now known to me, time to go to work." the vanished figure said as he left his companion, to go end the existence of the bandits. Within moments, many of the bandits suddenly just dropped dead, and within a few more moments, they were all obliterated.