Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170421205142/@comment-5543592-20170422012836

The Jester stepped aside motioning for Kyle to step out into the center of the map. The massive eunuch did so. He reached up to his chest, gripped the front of his jacket and shirt, and tore them off, the cloth ripping as easily as paper. Underneath was a body of gnarled, bulging muscle, veins stretching against the skin. When he moved it was like there were snakes coiling and uncoiling underneath his skin. He tossed the clothing aside and pounded one massive fist against his chest.

"Beat Kyle." The Jester said simply.