Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-25808351-20160821071003

"Fuuuuuuuuuuck." I cough up more blood. "Why didn't he just do that earlier?" I now am laying on the ground. My heart beating slower, I feel colder than normal. {NO! I refuse, to die.... like this. The Hound, The War Dog, The Destroyer will not die like this!} That thought in mind, I stand to my feet. I look at the corpse of the dead worm. "Fine piece of Dwarven ingenuity." I say out loud.