"I am Bhaalspawn," the Urge snarls at the Sorcerer. "I am heir to my father and he requires blood, sacrifice. I am no Urge, I am the true form. My bloodkin is responsible for this idiot."
Talking does not slow down the Urge in the slightest as he continues to fight against the ropes, tearing at his own skin and flesh if needed to get free.
"I have killed many stronger than you," a sick sneer stretches his mouth. "Put their organs in jars and bled them out for my father."
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Date: 2024-08-12 01:27 pm (UTC)Talking does not slow down the Urge in the slightest as he continues to fight against the ropes, tearing at his own skin and flesh if needed to get free.
"I have killed many stronger than you," a sick sneer stretches his mouth. "Put their organs in jars and bled them out for my father."