Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20171215133244/@comment-24510587-20180208152601

The first thing Randolemar was met with was Varun's hand around the his throat, which had instinctively shot up as soon as the halfbreed had registered the disturbance.

"What are you doing in my room?" Varun grunted, looking up to see who was standing over him.