Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20161103020802/@comment-28358106-20161209203920

Hound's keen ears detect footsteps behind him.

"Marcus..."

He doesn't have to turn to know who it is. My voice is quiet, almost sad.

"Marcus, I know this is the last thing you want to hear, but you don't want to do this. Your point is made.  Everything is over.  We've saved who we can, and his plans are in ruins.  He doesn't have anything left."