Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150725203806/@comment-27783182-20150805233125

"I am too old and weak for this... Even after the death of my arch-nemesis, they still drain from my life source..."

Dunlammus looked over to Eliza. He slowly stood up and pointed at her with his longsword.

"You there... Youngblood..." He called. "You must help your fellow Youngblood... to help your King..."

He coughed uncontrollably and fell down on the throne.