Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-26545097-20170207025719/@comment-24852191-20170209155024


 * Just then a child screams.

Child: No, you will not have me!


 * A child comes running from the darkness. He is in grayish material from the Dark Ages with slight middle eastern flair. He has black hair that reaches to his shoulders and distorted purple eyes. He couldn't be much olderrr than Salem. He pauses and looks at Salem. He holds a silver cross in his hand. He rushes Salem and speaks frantically.

Child: Thank the Lord! Please, you have to help me. They are coming for me. I will not be their slave to be violated and abused a hundred ways imaginable! I cannot do this any longer.