Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170228220646/@comment-3293219-20170306003434

"Better than being killed by hell hounds, don't worry about it." Zak shrugged, with a faint smile.

"Actually, they can be little bastards at the best of times. I was once woken up... must've been three in the morning, foxes howling in the back alleys, knocking things over, tearing things up.

I ended up going down to chase them off, they didn't seem to like fire. Course, I wasn't expecting them to run straight at me. I kind of freaked out, yelled out and fell on my ass as they ran around me...

One even jumped over me...

Worst part was my wife never let me live it down either, everytime I got the slightest bit jumpy, she'd always remind me of it."