Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-27550231-20170915043850

(S9)

Jorge's smile slowly fades at the mention of the ring. She doesn't know that he wasn't the one it chose. That it conspired with his other half to overtake him. But would she believe him?

'''She won't believe you. Many ridiculous things happen in this world but even that is far fetched! Isn't that so... And your name was?'''


 * I have no name yet my Lord and I highly doubt that your other can hear me let alone listen to us. Though he bears your visage he is nothing like you m'lord. He is but a pretender to the throne. A usurper waiting for the opportune time!

'''He has the throne now. We are the usurpers.'''

"It has no name and shall remain as such. It can decide what it wants to be called when it comes out." Jorge looks down at the gem with disdain fighting the urge to show his emotions to his generous host. The fires that once raged within grew white and cold, only a smoldering circlete remained in its core.

"I do not trust it. I can't hear it's words. Only whispers on the edge of my mind... If wants something of me and I don't like it."

Unlike before he looks away freely from the ring, it's brilliance no longer captivating him. No longer drawing his gaze to it.

"I don't think it chose me but... Something else. I doubt that I can change the item now that it's bonded."