Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-25808351-20160803161109

The flames give the black sky an orange glow. The horses are unsteady, nervous and I can tell Ibrahim is not doing well. "Listen, Ibrahim. I know you're having second thoughts about the glyph and whether or not you should have given it to Victivius. I also know Victivius is part of you. But I met face to face in the crucible. I spoke with him, I fought him, however short our altercation was.... I got a damn good idea of who he is." I reach into the bag and pull out that bottle, for a good three seconds I drink and continue.

"Victivius and Conrad, are very similar. They both will stack bodies, if it means reaching their goals. When I spoke to Victivius in the past, I did impress upon him that your family would be lost without that glyph, all he did was threaten me. Maybe he's not looking to destroy the world, but I sure as hell don't trust him with glyph regardless." I take one more swig and toss the empty bottle to the ground.

"Look, you've spent lifetimes looking for an answer to the glyph and it's yours to bare, but that doesn't mean it's impossible. Praetor, Rep King, Snake, Aro, Jeiel..., they are all testaments to the fact that impossible is just a word. You have friends and we will help anyway we can. We will find a way to rid you of that glyph and keep your family....." I say with conviction.