Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150202210500/@comment-24736819-20150222043527

"Well, healing can be pleasureable...can't it?", the fat merchant said and got extremely close to Nermea's personal space...when suddenly, screams could be heard outside.

Chaos installed itself at the camp. The Chief Mercenary barged in the tent:

"We're being attacked! We need to...", he was cut off by a bolt puncturing his throat from behind.

The merchant's eyes widened and he ran back to his expensive sheets.