Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-3993996-20140620070706

(Dog of War)

As I brought up the rear I saw the cloaked man almost cry out, as if he was in agony. I smirked as I rode on, calmly pulling at the horses reigns. So now he was feeling it. Good. I fumbled in my pocket, before pulling out the obsidian pendent I wore under my tunic. It was small, easy to hide, and showed an eye encircled by an ouroboros. I tucked it back into my pocket. No need for anyone to see that, I thought as we rode on.