Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141208220620/@comment-3293219-20141213112510

"Halt!" A voice called from above as Rowan's group looked up, they saw that several Regulator scouts had their bows trained on them.

"State your business here!" Another called as several emerged from the bushes, keeping their arrows trained on them.

"My Son..." Rowan replied, all of this had made him incredibly tired and weary and his stomach was practically aching with worry for his child.

"Your son live here?" The scout asked, gesturing towards another to slowly pace around them.

"Something like that... You have him held, in your... base." Rowan informed him, wrapping his hand around his sword.

"Where is he!?"

"I wouldn't reach for that thing, Sir, you won't get a chance to draw it...

As for your son? If he was one of Damasus' prisoners, then I can take you to him." He then glanced up, seeing the army that Rowan had brought along.

"You can only bring one of your friends though."

"Myling." Rowan replied, without any hint of hesitation.

-

Jabin got over the shock that he had just killed someone, so brutally as he saw that Jane was in danger. He rushed over to her and gently pulled her hand away.

"H-Here... I know a trick..." He muttered, slowly twisting the knife and pulling it out, it was painful but nowhere near as painful as the previous attempts and it was over rather quickly.

"Can I get a healer over here?"