Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190428115013/@comment-37629772-20190429003513

Holly smelt something. Something.......awful, rotting and foul. She also heard something.....sounded like.....a chanty? Or a song or something. Sounded like multiple people were singing it, It went like this. "Fill me cup with grog and me pockets with gold, an orc's life does never get old. If you think can take me on, you are dreadfully wrong. I'll crack your skull and grind your bones, elf screams never get old. They yell with such pain, and it's lovely music to me brain. and-" They were interrupted by a raspy voice, like if a corpse was talking to them. "Silence! You ignorant fouls! We are here to open more realms so the armies can get through, you pathetic pigs can celebrate later. For now, SHUT IT!!" As the person or whatever it was said 'shut it', a bright green flash appear from the graveyard. One of the people that were singing the tune just calmly said "Huh......well, there goes bruz....He can of deserved it though"