Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-24280666-20170130035557

Vislak flew forwards, cursing as he did so. The girl was good, he would give her that. His rage returned, as did his drive, his lust for revenge on the Brotherhood.

"Oh no you don't! No Assassin escapes me." Vislak grunted, rubbing the back of his head as he let loose the dagger with his other hand, aiming for the legs of the mewling quim.