Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170522170711/@comment-27550231-20170608162327

The once noble knight is wracked in conflict as every nerve shoots conflicting signal throughout his body. The slimy touch of the mindflayers tentacles feel wet yet dry as it scraped across his armor. His body radiated heat yet he felt cold in his core. He wanted to run but he continued to stand his ground.

The wind blew with great ferocity as rain slowly started to splatter the dense forest breaking the unnatural silence. Pitter patter. Pitter patter. Every second that passed was an eternity as Jorge struggled to regain control of his body. Using all his will power all his might he manages to open his mouth but before he could speak something else replied.

"No"

This voice was not his, not entirely. It was older, filled with disgust and malcontent. A hatred for all living things and seething jealousy of what it could never have. It was something he had not felt in quite some time.

"I will not die..."

"You will"

His arm, no longer under his control reels back and snaps forward in an instant launching his helmet forward with a deafening crack.