Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20181015152958/@comment-26383377-20181209045457

"Shor's beard..." Throgar gasped, watching the bloodbath. He moved forwards quickly, getting between Auryn and the rest of the Mercenaries. "Auryn, relax, relax..." He calmed her down, before quickly turning to the Mercenaries.

He moved towards them, grabbing one by the arm and shoving him towards the door. "Leave, leave! Before she kills us all, go!"