The Haunted Forest RPG

Hera pulls her knives out and plays the same game. "I know right" she laughs.

Amica stares down at her trimmers for a little bit, then looks at Hera. "I can kill you right now, you know. I'm not the creature to cross." She warned Hera. "I have no morals, of who to kill."
 

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