Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190916205409/@comment-25828117-20190923215356

"This is getting us nowhere." Lysilde sighed.

"I have no desire to kill every person breathing in this tower. Some of those that travel with me however, do."

Helian sauntered on over to Mozu.

"That's the last of em'." He said as he tied the mace back to his belt. It hung from a little cord on a ring.

The cook stretched his arms.

"Should've learned how to pick locks I suppose..." His arms were starting to get stiff.