Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150825213859/@comment-29458028-20150826133409

Remillia didn't really hesitate to try a series of exorcism rituals to try and get the essence out of Colin.

"Argh, stupid boy, what is happening?"

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"Well, remembered she went to tail that funny guy? She's not back..." said Raphael.

"I'm getting worried ... I don't wanna get into deep shit with my parents."

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An old woman dressed in rags shambled into Windhelm, coughing hard from the cold as it affected her lungs. Yet, her face was emotionless and expressionless, as she walked to the back alleys of the city, away from prying eyes. Black smoke poured from her eyes and formed into an armored man. The old lady dropped dead, breathing her last, dying of old age and exhaustion.

"Man, never wanted to borrow the dying body of my best friend's aunt and walk all the way from High Rock. Then again, no one's gonna miss the old crone. she was a horrible person in life. Serves her right, I guess" smiled Sam Fontaine to himself as he made his way to the Tavern.