Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170103080604/@comment-27550231-20170126063840

Seconds turn to minutes, minutes to hours and the dark shadow that lay motionless in the wheat waits for the perfect opportunity.

"So... will you help me draw out my prey or will you just silently stare and judge?"

''I do not wish to assist you in ending the life of an innocent fair champion. But should you wish I shall draw him out.''

"He isn't innocent. Because of him my family is d- Why do I bother trying to explain myself to you... You know what he has done, you know how feel..."

''Yes but slaying him and his family shall not bring them back fair champion. Neither will seeking vengeance.''

"No... But it'll put out a clear message to all who plan to cross me again." Jorge's attention quickly changes back to the home as he sees movement inside. The entire family is gathering for dinner and it appears to be quite a feast. Some of the people inside appear to be nervous and refuse to take part of the feast. It's almost as if they have an idea on how this meal was paid for. Paid with the blood of my family, a family who was on good terms with them. One of the children of the family is looking out the window... he's looking right at me. His family doesn't believe that there's something outside and they force him back to the table.

They're arguing with Benoit. They know what he's done and refuse to be a part of this, but they won't report him... They won't turn in the man of the house. Benoit leaves the home in a frenzy cursing, how could they treat him like this? After all he's done for them? He's condemned an entire family for the sake of his and they can't appreciate his sacrifice! He walks out to the front of his home and walks out past the porch and pulls out a pipe... Wait. That pipe... That's Guillemin's pipe... There's no way he could have gotten the pipe unless... HE ENTERED THE HOUSE!

A black blur moves through the wheat and lunges for the farmer, dragging him into the golden sea of grain. He lets out a muffled cry and soon nothing.

"Thou hast brought woe unot my home; and, behold, as I bring it unto yours..."