Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20191112193046/@comment-38232361-20191117084123

"You talk in your sleep... who is she?" Sylvia says to the old toymaker.

MEANWHILE

Hush clentches his fist so tightly his claws puncture his hands before roaring in seething rage, his call for blood echoing through all the sewers. He then packed up all his things, and walked over to the other guard he punctured in the neck with his dagger, staying on alert for more as he inspected him.