Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-24701913-20160427202111

"I used to be a scout, though for which army I cannot remember." Fyr said, "I can remember being found, then lots of running. I'm pretty sure I tripped on something, I'd probably still be human if I wasn't clumsy."

He paused for a moment, clearly unsure if he wanted to go on.

"When they caught up to me, they...they tortured me. They cut away one of my legs as slowly as they could, sealing the wound off with fire so I didn't bleed to death. They did the same to the other leg, but even more slowly.

When they got bored, they just cut my stomach open and left me to bleed out...I can't remember any of their faces, but the laughter doesn't seem to fade from my mind."