Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150327200913/@comment-24685738-20150426161733

The Son of Kyne whipped around, raising his twin swords. "Obviously." He said, angrily.

Tara sat on her throne, cradling a beaten and battered helmet in her lap. The daughter of vile stood next to her, trying to talk to her and console her, but Tara just stared blankly.