<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2404891#msg2404891">Quote from: PhantomPistoleer on 02-11-2009, 03:34:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><strong>Alfreic Slate, Soldier <em>With Ms. Windower and Anna, a distressed woman; HP 18 (Current 14)</em><br/></strong><hr/>...<br/>He shook visibly, irritably, and then he turned to look at Anna.<br/><br/> "Good heavens, girl, run!" he said, his eyes taking on a menacing air.   "Can you not see that while you have escaped monsters twine, this is the villain that shall not stay his hand?  Run!"<br/><br/>Alfreic slowly slumped to his knees, dropping his longsword upon the leaf-covered ground, and he returned to gazing at Ms. Windower.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Anna the Distressed Woman</strong>, Falkovnian Camp [Alfreic & Anna]<br/><br/>The girl was visibly shaken as she watched Alfreic storming towards her, a still-breathing body slung over one shoulder. "Please," she begged, fearful for her life. She scrambled back as he threw the man down onto the roaring fire. Even in the depths of unconsciousness, he writhed and twisted as his flesh seared and bubbled in agony. "Oh, Ezra, please save me," she cried out. Then he warned her away, and slumped down to his knees.<br/><br/>It took nothing else to set her off. She ran madly through the woods. Alfreic could hear her whimpers and little screams for some time as she fled away from the camp.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>Second post incoming from Colleen