Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170804175219/@comment-24685738-20170812032459

The Reachman looked down in surprise at the spear about to penetrate his body, before releasing a booming laugh and clapping Taeris on the shoulder, making the hand-talk signal for "good job, little man."

Hurit was struck by the club and stumbled backwards, off-balance, the perfect moment for Ollie to strike...

Lord Dashar's house was meek by some standards, at least, compared to the palace they had been living in. Although it was a large house, it was meagerly furnished, with little personal mementos.

He led them to the kitchen and began to make a cup of tea, facing them as he did so so that they could watch. "So... there've been a recent string of murders on my p-property..."