Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-29559990-20151005012905

9 minutes later

Ja'Keil had fallen down to his knees. His face was coated in blood and welts, and a bit of tears. He was panting heavily, trying to refrain from slipping into unconciousness.

"Had enough yet?!" The Orc bellowed, his tree branch now stained in blood.

"Y-Yes..." Ja'Keil wept, shaking his head and sending blood across the snow. "Please... No more.."

"Aw, you wanna stop now sunshine?" Duraak growled, ripping the shirt off of Ja'Keil, and sending the tree branch directly into the ribs. "Too fuckin' bad."

"Please!" Ja'Keil cried out in agony. "Stop! Please stop!"

Duraak grinned and shook his head, before hitting the man in the chest with another swing of the branch.