Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191103030646/@comment-25808351-20191111024052

@BT: “Exactly! And that, is why you failed us. Because you had rules, you couldn’t carry out your mission with maximum efficiency. I could ramble on like this for hours, but I’d rather not. I don’t have enough mead in me to warrant it. Besides, the old one has noticed my handiwork, and is no doubt mobilizing to escort me out of here.” Beorthric looks to Aigis and frowns. Despite Jorge’s claim to still be loyal, Beorthric doesn’t believe it. In his mind, no loyal son of man would consort with monsters in a personal setting.

Beorthric in this moment felt a fear that he hides well, a fear that he does his best to suppress but still manages to surface sometimes. He sees Jorge who once a proud slayer now mellow and accepting. Beorthric felt the the grip of hopelessness. That he was the last of the great warriors still fighting for human survival.

“This party was enlightening. It showed me how much work needs to be done.”