Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150827222708/@comment-29559990-20150905223707

Vordel took deep breaths as he tried to regain his stamina, tapping his finger up to the bottom of his nose and pulling it away. His finger was coated in blood.

He looked back over to find denon's corpse, to see that it was compeletely gone. All that was left was a small pile of ashes that ran off with the wind.

And once again, that guilt of Denon's death began to weigh him down once more...