Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-26517142-20170602094818

Jeiel hears him - and stops. The rage  he had before evaporates as quickly as it had manifested. Looking to the direction of Alcamarie... her image faded like the sands of the desert region, swept by a whipping wind. He lowers his head.

"I'm.... sorry."

He grits his teeth. "I'm sick of her.... doing these things to me. To.. all of you. He had dragged you all into my mess." The magic flame in his hand and body dies down. "Let's go."

The voice he used... indicated at how... tired he truly was.

But then, from the distance... there is a bloodcurdling howl.