Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150327015504/@comment-5543592-20150407012841

When the magic of the scroll shown on Darkfang the shadows disappated, rendering Darkfang vulnerable and no longer ethernal.

Darkfang spun around to stare at Malachi, who was still pretending to work on his scroll. His heart thudded in his chest.

Now was a defining moment- if Darkfang thought anyone saw his weakness he would kill them. In fact, if he deemed it fit, he would probably kill everyone in the room. But it was bad for buisness to kill a hgih-grade weapons dealer like Aetius, and Malachi hoped that Darkfang was at least mildly attached to his aide.