Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190601225408/@comment-31336039-20191108222705

Fayard sighed. Divided between despair and worry.

"I hope it's not a one-way ticket to hell." he muttered as he lit his candle. Then he descended cautiously, his eyes riveted on possible aggressors. Crossbow ready to shoot, candle in left hand.

''My lord, forgive this sinful soul. Show us the light and deliver us from evil. He'' prayed  mentally, suppressing the shivers that ran through his body.