Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20190117013150/@comment-4681758-20190714061426

As Wolfe continued to drink from the flask, it was suddenly forced from his hand and pinned to the wall with a crossbow bolt. As Ciarán lowered his weapon, he gave Wolfe a steely glare. "You.  Outside.  Now.", he said in a growl reserved for the edge of his temper. As the two of them cleared out, Rose sat beside Tyrian and tried to clear the air. "Despite how... Tactlessly Wolfe put it, it's the truth.  Your father was a murderer, and we didn't tell you because it wasn't your burden to bear."