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First Post
Vordahl glared holes through Blackerly’s head as he entered until being overcome with surprise and curiosity. A visitor in Branderscar? He watches with interest as Armides is led away, as he disappears from view, Vordahl’s wrath returns to him as he looks upon the remaining guards, recognizing one of them from his welcoming beating into the prison.
“Tell me, boy.” Vordahl speaks mockingly, drawing his words out. “Will the Major be having an open casket? I wanted my pension to be used to adorn his body with the reddest of roses.”
“Tell me, boy.” Vordahl speaks mockingly, drawing his words out. “Will the Major be having an open casket? I wanted my pension to be used to adorn his body with the reddest of roses.”