Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170312190004/@comment-31049256-20170321032704

The scout laughs shakily, "You don't know as much you think, animal."

Garrett allows another drip to hit the scout's hand, and he screams one more.

As he gasps for air he looks to Marcus, "I *gasp* assume you're referring to Percival's men, *gasp* in which case you can send his lot to their *gasp* weak Chief God. The good Wulf, rest his spirit, was too late to receive the truth, but Percival sees it and turns away!"

The scout then slumps in his seat, "So I say again, so that it may pierce that Void addled skull of yours mutt, do what you will. You will only send me into the embrace of a fitting Chief God sooner."

He peaks his eyes over to Garrett, or more accurately his weapon.