Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151105210410/@comment-26900430-20151108220408

She lets go of one of the Death Korp soldiers, who was whimpering like a child. She stood a stunning seven feet tall, with pale skin, black hair, and dull grey eyes. She wore black tattered robes and spectral chains that cover her more revaling parts. In one hand she held a giant scythe, and the other, a head of one of the Death Korp soldiers. She stared at Markus with a gaze that would terrify his General. "Markus Wassermann, you have commited the sin of murder against the innocent. Repent sins now, or your soul is forfeit." She spoke in a voice that echoed. Her mere presence made Markus feel cold.