Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190407055054

(Everyone) Pramool lowers his sword, and glares at Jorge. “So you want to die? You want to be united with your deity of choice? Let me enlighten you.... your goddess, cares nothing for you. You are but flesh, easily replaced the moment another woman is impregnated. You will fight, you will die. And when that happens your goddess will move on as if nothing happened. You, are but fodder.”