Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34183571-20190302001747/@comment-36877972-20190630161319

"I guess that talk to him is useless..." Meanwhile Thelmandur unsheathes Irithyl, the sword that shines with the light of Laurelin , and walks slowly toward the new comer.

"  Mr. Felix" , he continues ,  "perhaps we are here to fight each other ... or not. But , now , I have to ask to you : Can I rely on you ? "