Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20150304025325/@comment-29559990-20150308000919

Talyn still sat in the crowd, more concerned with the people around him than the actual fight. There were a good amount of people here in the crowd. Lots of people. People that could figure him out for what he was. Figuring him out would send waves of panic through the people. Waves of panic that causes massive chaos...

Suddenly, he felt a cold piece of steel poke him in the back of his neck, and it stayed there. The steel went further and further into his neck, breaking the skin and drawing a bit of blood. "Nice try, Talyn." A deep and commanding Nordic voice spoke behind him.

Talyn did not move. He was cornered. Actually, that wasn't true. He could easily take down the man, but it wouldn't do him any good. To do so, he would have to demonstrate some vampiric power, so the people in the crowd would most likely swarm him and kill him. So, yeah, he's trapped. A cornered rat, if you will.

"After this night is over, you're coming with me back to Yngvar. He has plans for you." The Nord cooed.

"After?" Talyn said quietly.

"Yeah, after. See, for the next few hours, you're mine. I signed you up for this event not 2 minutes ago. You're gonna fight tonight. And I'm gonna watch."

(Talyn is in, Kenyon.)