Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170612073149

Nathan's oily form slickens until he reverts to his own self: a cruel-smiling teen with a frilled, leathery outfit. Looking around, he spots Xander and chids."You might want to put those runes down, old pal."

Abiathar: They are not your friends anymore.. Nathan. (Stands) As I am no LONGER your master.

Nathan: Ooh. Harsh. Hard to believe I used to knuckle under you. (Spots Bentley) And Bentley! How have you been?