Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20170912201340/@comment-26446054-20170916192819

Rorn swung his left arm, fast, pelting it towards Arren's head with a roar, his body twisting violently. The encirclement of men paused, watching intently, some certain this would end badly.

(he is armed with nord ale in his belly, otherwise he's quite armless)