Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190815003529/@comment-7262318-20190816053113

Falvius rubbed his neck from where Hagen had grabbed him, glaring up at the werebear. His spectal hand had dissipated, and there was just a stump in its stead. "You think you know them?" He spat. "You think you own the right to speak to them about unity?"

He tried to stand up, but Vordel put his hand down on his shoulder, to keep the werewolves on his knees. "I brought them to this place... outcasts from society. I showed them the truth of Hircine's power... I gave them a reason to rise in the morning! A purpose to their existence! You think they'll stand by and let me be 'cured'?"