Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150528101733/@comment-26103034-20150619214406

Dru'ur dropped to the floor, fur on fire. He rolled over, trying to put the fire out.

"An... Incident. There are great evils at work here. The healing church, the beasts and now this. The great one, the old blood and faceless monsters made of slugs. I honestly don't know."