Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150429063943/@comment-29461586-20150429151734

"How pathetic, yet so lovely. Infighting can be such an amusing commotion to see." A voice said from the top of the tower. It was Otar the Mad. He was carrying the severed head of a Masked-Eye scout whom tried to attack her from behind. The scout's head was freshly ripped off from the body's head.

"Gullible fools. I love it how you slay innocent thralls under the command of the Priests. Tell me: Are you willing to slay the innocent woman I use as a piece of meat to even interact with you mortals?" She cackled.