Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160817220837/@comment-26383377-20160823224627

(dont worry about it.)

"Shame, i love killing the ones who run." Calthor had a smile on his face. "You hold your bow, draw it back, maybe give off a fake shot or two, you give them some time, you let them feel like they are actually going to make it, then..." Arthus then clenched his left fist, so hard in fact, that it made a little clang. "You hit them with an arrow, and watch as they slowly come to the revelation that... that they are going to lose thier lives." Calthor's small smile had turned into a grin at this point. "Tell the men to stand down, herd the cattle to the town center, and leave the bonfire alight."