Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20170130143931/@comment-27661770-20170131223932

A massive, seven-foot tall man mountain by the name of Domovoi Butler took the stabbed Marguerite and bashed her into a tree several times. The last bash sent her right through the tree to the torso, and Butler stumbling back, wincing and moaning in pain.

No time to rest, though. Jack heard Marguerite groaning in pain, and now he was on the hunt.

No rest for the weary, no rest for the wicked. Not 'till they close their eyes for good.