Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-30488984-20170704081253

Karliel's face contorts in anger with his teeth barred, thinking that the Nurglite was taunting him with such a gesture and his jovial tone. The device in the back of his head unleashing a mixture of adrenaline and testosterone as if anticipating a fight. He marches past Soin up to the Nurglite, staring up at the Nurglite who stands about a head taller than himself. Peering dead into his eyes with his own, the eye bloodshot and the veins on his temple protruding from the increased blood pressure and his fists clenched.

"Wonderful work on your end?!" splurts out Karliel.

"I don't know who in the Blood God's realm you think you are Nurglite! I lost dozens of good soldiers in that fortress and perhaps hundreds on that highway while I was blown half to hell!"

Karliel's face flushes with red with blood,

"I do not know who the hell you are and I sure as hell do not trust a servant of another god. I care not that you aided Soin, taunt me again and your head shall adorn my trophy rack!"

Karliel breathes heavily and looks like he is a dog pulling at his chain, about to break free. Clearly one wrong word or motion, and his self restraint will snap.