Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-25808351-20200815010135

Everyone: “The fuck? Who are you?” Marcus jerks his head to Morgan, beyond confused. He then shifts to Lance. “And you, off.”

Marcus shrugs off the two concerned individuals and reclaims his sword.

“I don’t need to be coddled.” He sneers.

“Are you sure about that?” Beorthric chuckles as he also grabs his blade. “You look rather helpless....”

“You got a free shot that time. You won’t get another.” Marcus growls. Showing his dog like teeth.