Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-25038310-20150619183649

Jon looked at the line of people that all held dangerous blades on the other one's necks - Hilda, Lylair, Matrim, Faulvir..

Hilda grunted, obviously not intent on losing Ashcroft now. ''But what choice do I have..? But.. I'm so close to him..''

"Who are you anyways?" Jon suddenly asked, pointing his sword at her and glaring.

"I'm.. Hilda.. As in  fuck you, Ashcroft!"  She responded, nearly yelling. "You won't get away!"

"You crazy bitch..-" Jon started. "I never harmed you, but I can always change that if I wish..." He suddenly turned to Audax, pointing at him with his other hand.

"You going to be smart, Audax?! Stand the fuck down." He warned oncemore, taking one step closer to the Nord.