Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20150507072752/@comment-17114085-20150727110042

Arlowe ground his teeth from anger. ''The nerve of the bastard. ''He grabbed the innkeeper by the collar and dragged him. Normally he would bring him over his shoulder, but he was too injured for that.

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699 and 2188 both picked different targets, aiming at the mercenaries around the nobleman. They fired their first round and quickly grabbed another bolt to reload.