Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160817220837/@comment-26383377-20160825185014

"I found some deserters. And now I'm executing them." Calthor grabbed one of them from the snout, lifting her upwards, she whimpers and tries to fight back. "Instead of killing them, we made them slaves. My father gave them a chance of survival... But as usual, they denied it."

"Let her go!" One of them screams, she seems to be the mother, as she is fighting quite brutally against the knights, but her claws cannot pierce thier toughened steel armor, and she is held down, yelling as her daughter is lifted into the air.

"And so, we must naturally resort to the second option." Calthor slammed her against the ground, she shakily tries to get up, but coughs some blood and falls over again. He placed his foot atop her head, forcing her down, applying pressure. All she can do at this point is whimper in pain.