User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-27550231-20161118055722/@comment-27550231-20161121175049

Jorge sheaths his blade and stares directly into the void that is Vivictus.

"I am my own man. I do as I please when I want, where I want and to whoever I want. I have one mission. And I will accomplish it any way I see fit when I see fit. If you do not wish me to have the power of your corrupting will then say so now. The blade worked well enough without your influence."

He pulls the dagger out and gasps the warped blade and slowly runs it through his closes hand. His entire body shakes and the corruption slowly engulfing his hand as he pulls out the now glowing dagger.

"I... I don't. Don't need your power. Yes... It would be nice... Nice to have, but it's not necessary."

Jorge stands up straight regaining his composure, the corruption on his arm slowly subsiding.

"So what will you offer me for the safety of your mutual family?"