Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-30014014-20190526234205

The piece of gold slashed on the tip of his mask disappears, leaving the equinox of bright and dark to speak, the darker taking the reins "Yea! Wrongd you! I don't see people usher in clamor when a younger other admires them for the bloodshed..."

"We have seen tribes garner these are qualities--

"Yea, but they're weird as hell! Freaking psychopaths!"