Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190307235204/@comment-24510587-20190309010832

Marr sighed.

"Fine," he relented, removing his cuirass and lifting his hauberk and undershirt.

The dark flesh was definitely spreading. In these last few hours, several outgrowths had snaked their way from the original handprint about half an inch.

"Oh... yeah, I guess..." Rolf sighed. "Just a little shaken... You?"