Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180511212005/@comment-7262318-20180512123543

(Wherever is good.)

Alfie frowned, and simply moved on. It appeared that he was the bad guy of this group now. He moved away from Graicus, and walked on his own.

"Yes, lets..." Shrava sighed.

"You know, its not to be mean. I don't want to put him down because I'm just a mean ol' witch," Shrava said. "But trust me when I say, I have seen many stories where the hero goes mad. Loses something, a loved one or a fight or of the sort, and they don't pull themselves back out. They suffer, they lose their mind, and they turn on the others that they love."

She looked at Marr. "Perhaps not now, but if he continues to suffer in his own desperation... the inhumane thing would be continously subjecting him to this torment. Madness, a disease that knows no cure...."

(Ready for a skip)