Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Mayor was about to respond in kind and punch the offending guardsman in the throat, threatening him with some guttural and entirely unnatural scraping noise. But Bohw interupted him, probably for the best. "Are you quite done?" She rudely commented, dropping her act as her tone returned to a more serious one. "Lets go, you've wasted enough of my time as it is."

She folded her arms with disinterest, longbow still slung over her shoulder as she glanced over in vague direction of where Myra vanished and Mayor relaxed in his stance, even if the furious glow of his eyes said a different emotion entirely.