Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-4363162-20150621142623

Iscariot glared at the incoherent Levith. There wouldn't be any point trying to hurt him, as he needed information, not corpses. Neither would there be time to wait for the alcohol to pass out of his bloodstream.

The man stormed out, irritated. He would find this "Sander" himself.