Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-25344655-20151125160847/@comment-26084195-20151127072410

Auraestus wrote: Glosur seems to relax, a small bit, he is still very tense.

"Yes, I haven't. your point?" "None, I suppose. I was just marvelling at what a unique specimen you are."

Eureka's other hand then, in the form of a fist, collided (with as much force as Eureka could muster) with Glosur's face.

"Which makes it all the more unfortunate that I must do this." He takes out his glistening Elven battlestaff. "Glosur, you are hereby declared unfit for rulership. Stand down, or I will make you."