Betrayal at House on the Hill

[angelcage]

[ You sleep, the ground cold beneath your cheek. The ground is hard as stone, cold marble beneath a fine layer of dust that doesn't come anywhere near acting as a cushion. The dust stirs with your breathing.


>> Wake up ]

Comments

[withintreason]

Well, obviously, but I haven't cut you down yet.

[dendarii]

Yet. It's the yet that concerns me.

[withintreason]

Don't get in my way and you'll continue to keep your head.

[dendarii]

My head? You'd only need to chop off my arm. No need to be murderous.

[withintreason]

If you're annoying enough, I'll take your head too. So long as you aren't, though—I'll let you keep your arm.

[dendarii]

Generous of you.

[withintreason]

I'm a generous person.