Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150423082201/@comment-29458028-20150501061036

"Heh, you insult Katherine when you are no better than her, just a whore, unlike my glorious mistress" snarled Francois, as he leapt at Ayana with his sword drawn, the whole blade sparking with electricity, coated with red mists.

Whatever the Ebony Blade did to him, Francois was rather powerful. He swung his sword, causing a red crescent of energy to fly at Ayana.

Eddrick laughed and decided to just watch.

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"I highly doubt it. Nobody originated from Akavir. Also, wait..." said Anton as his neural circuits started to join the dots and spark some sort of ancient memory.

"Huh ... shit, I recall it now. My mom's secret weapon and soul, they are buried in Atmora. In the snowy wastelands. The only problem is ... how do we get there?" said Anton.

Vladimir's eyes sparkled and he said "I think I know the perfect way to get there."