Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-7262318-20161220041628

Vashar sucked in his breath, refraining from saying something he would regret. Instead, he tried to think of how to reason with the woman.

"If you don't help, you may end up in a world where you'll have a thousand demons or so pulling at your tail," He said. "In fact, they might just pull it off. And burn it. Or keep it as a trophy. Either way, I'm sure you don't want your tail to end up like that, do you?"