Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150918203802/@comment-29559990-20150919000822

Vordel caught the sword with his claws with his bare hands. Well, not true. His bare claws now. It made but a small cut in them.

Vordel was completely gone, roaring feircly at the nord. Whatever he had kept down in his brain under a lock and key, was now out in the open.

Vordel reached foward with his chompers and bit down on the mans face, breaking skin and sending blood down it. He began to back him up against the wall, ready to make it's first kill in what felt like an eternity.