Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160815191145/@comment-5543592-20160817211935

"Not good." Daireg said. "Never good."

He came at her, blade flashing, and swung in arcs for Miri's head.



As they continued onward, they felt their hair blasted back and the wind sear at their new wounds.

"Koraav.  You understand the value of sacrifice.  Nuz los hi balaan?  Bo amativ, proceed.  If you would accept my gift, seek me out, and I shall allow it."

"Screw him." Scire muttered, looking away from his stump and pretending he still had a hand, despite the pain.