Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160326171043

"T-this isn't-t w-what I'm a-afraid of...", Aelwin muttered, looking at Dunistair and Jericho, as raised his bloody sword, "I-I'm afraid of t-the monster... t-that I am b-becoming..."

He coughed up some blood, leaving a trail on his chin and down to his neck, "W-when I swung at A-Abelkain... I felt-t... Something i-inhuman. I-I had only k-killed a s-single p-person before I d-died... He w-was threat-tening t-to k-kill m-me... I was d-defen-nding myself-f... And... Abelk-kain...", the young Breton sobbed and wiped his nose, "I k-killed him... N-not b-because he t-threatened-d Ab-bello, but-t... b-because... b-because I-I w-wanted-d t-to."

He continued limping in the direction Abello was leading the group, "A-and that's-s w-what I'm a-afraid of-f."