Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150302133749/@comment-24530992-20150309191522

As they got closer, the shouts turned into screams. Bryce quickly ducked behind a boulder, keeping his weapons in hand.

"..No! Stop!" A female voice wailed, before the breaking of a vase could be heard. "Why would you kill him?! Get this knife away from me!"

"It's for... Your own good," a male one said, before more shuffling could be heard. The lord quickly stood back up, walking further in, until he felt the familiar feel of cold steel press up against his throat.

"Not another move, you bastard," a gruff voice whispered. Bryce remained completely calm, his grip only slightly tightening on the spear. The woman glared at the man, trying to fight against her attacker.