Thirst

Thirst is the thirty-sixth picture in the Daily Peon social group. It is PROXY's second picture for the roleplay.

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"We need to get away from here, this place is worrying me..."

"Just stop it ya coward. You know this was the only way. After the guards had seen that we were aiming to pass the mointains to the northern glades, they didn't follow us anymore. We had to get here, otherwise ya head would rot in a bowl now."

"I know, I know. That doesn't change anything that this place is not okay. It feels like... somebody is watching us..."

"If you say one more word I will..."

He didn't came further. His head got pirced with some sort of lance, the blood dropped down to the earth and the light of the firepit made the blood look like gold, just like the lance itself.

"What the..."

Before the other bandit was able to just move, the attacker turned round with unmortal speed, jumped over the firepit and impaled him straight through his stomache.

After the gorgeous but short massacre was over, the wind carried a whisper away again:

"I hope it satifies you... for a while... brother..."