Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-25808351-20191111054116

@Everyone: Beothric was heavily outgunned here. With his collarbone broken and only two good men to his force, he stared down insurmountable odds. Not only was Aigis on high alert, but Aleric as well. But most importantly was Marcus and Cerberus, two beings he knew for certain would need to be dealt with in a specific fashion.

But Beorthric was unafraid, for he knew his death would cause more harm than good, and he knew Aleric recognized this. So he cradled his lifeless arm as his bodyguards took positions between him and his aggressors.

“You’ve overstayed your welcome, Sir Beorthric. As Lord of this castle, I demand you leave.” Aleric commands.

“That’s fine, I’ll go. But listen well.” Beorthric shows his strength of will by lifting his arm and clenching his fist on the side of his broken collarbone. “You all sit comfortably in your ivory towers, but nothing lasts forever.”

With that, Beothric retreats and rids the party of his evil. But not everyone felt relief, Marcus felt anxiety and fear. He felt like Beorthric’s final words were meant for him.