Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20180326023244

Since childhood, you were abandoned by your parents. When the Order took you in, they had tortured you to do there bidding. Thus, you grew mistrust and resentment among people. However, you have a senese of honor time to time. After years of torture, you defected from the Order. Thus, you became a great asset of the Demon Army.

Many of the Order fear you. A mentally semi-unstable general like you is so feared that a few hellhounds feared you. You wear an overcoat with a few scale armor. Two cutlasses are strung with one at each side. Frag and smoke bombs are stored in two seperate pouches.

Despite being part of the military command, many of the generals don't trust you. You have a tendatentcy to throw your bombs at suspected spies in the army. Weak Order men have there heads blown bystuffing a bomb in their mouths.

In your own tent, you meditate in a magic circle. You take breathes as you try to channel magic. The process is halted by a flap. From muscle impulse, you grab a smoke bomb.

"Take it easy," a female voice responds, "I just need the company."

That voice was the demon general that took you in. You start to hesitate. The bomb hand is shaking. A year comes out of your eye.

Wwyd? 