Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190407150858

(Everyone) Pramool smiles at Jorge, his lips part to expose his evil canine teeth. He walks up and places a hand on the knight’s Shoulder, he grins with bad intentions. Like a force of nature, Pramool backhands Jorge, sending the mortal knight flying like a ragdoll.

“I am the beginning and the end. My presence is beyond your comprehension. You are insect here, a leaf on the wind, blown wherever you are dictated.”