Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161103102851/@comment-24366541-20161113065945

Reus snapped, the last remaining fragile shreds of his humanity lost for the time being. Gone was the young Witcher who'd been in love with the Black-Briar princess, the lad who helped shoe horses at the Riften stables and the Witcher who had done a contract or two probono. What remained was a seething ball of feral rage, bent om vengeance at all and any costs, preferably with as many dead vampires as possible.

Arieus surged forward to the preoccupied Mother Bal, blade at he ready