>>6029088>>6029090>>6029091Knives are sometimes the better tool in close quarters. As your father lunges at you, you sidestep, narrowly avoiding his blade. The two of you grapple, his strength formidable, but desperation fuels your resolve. You twist and turn, managing to evade his sword, and finally, with a surge of adrenaline, you drive your knife into his throat. His eyes widen in shock and rage, blood bubbling from his mouth as he chokes out a curse. With his last breath, he damns you to the deepest hells, but it doesn’t matter. He falls, lifeless, at your feet.
>Send the ravens! My father was poisoned by our enemies.>The Crowls will pay dearly for my father's murder!>Those damned Stanes will suffer!>Write In 