Kubrat looks at the...thing...and winces.<strong><br/>"You were halfway respectable before. Now you're just a poor, tormented soul...come here",</strong>he pulled his yatagan, which glinted wickedly.<strong><br/>"Let me put an end to your misery. And may Bel have mercy on your soul!"</strong><br/><em><br/>Defensive stance, Kubrat is waiting.</em>