PrP TRoS The Scop's Tale

[Connor OBrien]

As Liam emerges with the chains intended for Dane, Connor feels the pull of his beast, lulling him into the day sleep. No matter how he tries, the most he can get is a slightly raised hand in Dane's direction as he stumbles, only just catching himself on a nearby table before falling face down on the floor. The bitter dreams of this faux torpor take him as the rest of the world goes dark.

[Scourge]

It's tat time.

6:21 AM to 7:58 PM.

Around ten hours. If only the beast would allow