Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160817220837/@comment-26383377-20160824073427

"Mm, good." Calthor walked around the village, watching the men herd the townspeople to the center. He picked up one of the torches which kept the village lit, and began lighting thier huts and tents on fire, watching those who hid inside scramble out. "There are always a few cowards..."