User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-9204260-20150125203815

"Don't worry. I'm just here to take... this." Shaitan walked to Folderol and pushed him into the dark then reached into his robe.

"N... no..." Folderol groaned, trying to stop him but stopped by a surge of pain from the javelin wound. Shaitan grabbed some of the robe and easily ripped it off, then threw it into the light, causing it to turn red from the blood of the felled guards.

He then grabbed the amulet and withdrew. "There... farewell, now... and Hokum sends his regards." he grinned, then disappeared into the ground.