Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150827222708/@comment-3293219-20150901215737

"As you wish, I'll kill you next..." The Lich replied, honouring Scire's request.

The Lich's blade slowly dug deeper into the Argonian's flesh,  swiftly drawing a small bit of blood as he relished in the pain and probably humiliation that he was inflicting on her. It was rare that he got to encounter other people, so he wanted to make the most of it.

As the Lich got to work on the Argonian's throat, carving a simple patern in it, his back pocket began to glow... as did Agatha's hand. The Breton's hand slowly raised as she tried to grab at it, resulting in her releasing it from the Lich's back pocket and slowly lifting it towards Agatha's grasp. The Lich seemed to focussed on Zaydate to notice.