Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34358576-20180121204527/@comment-34358576-20180123080527

(wow. fucking dark so fucking fast.)

The Satyros laid on the ground, sword impailed in her chest. She gasped for breath as she took in her last moments. What had she done to do this? Why was this happening to her?

Coughing up blood, she slowly faded away from existance, the only thing left of her presence was the warm, damp corpse next to Samir.