Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20171013003708/@comment-26120744-20171015222455

"I've died before, so it feels annoying. Now.... I could ask you the same thing."

And with that he teleported her to him and sliced her left arm off with one stroke. Blood everywhere.

"Thinking you will win makes sense, but if you think it will be easy, you haven't been paying attention." The Reaver taunted. His tone, however, suddenly changed to one of parley. "But, my dear, neither of us have to die. All I want is for you to recognize me as your husband, as your equal, and allow me to make whatever laws I please and do what I please with the Empire's people. And perhaps maybe we can sit down and have a nice discussion on the pros and cons of this whole 'plan' of yours - which, if I may be frank, is a childish fantasy, even for you. I'm not asking much, but in return I can give plenty. I'll even throw in a spell for that pretty limb I just severed: it looks like you could use a hand in that."