Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170121032920

Cyndwella chuckles. "Hehehe. Well, yes, he is a Dark Lord.  Yes, he is evil in many ways, I won't deny that.  But he is also a keeper of balance in a place that most gods won't even touch.  He is evil because to keep that balance he sometimes has to do things that most mortals find contemptible.  But he's not driven by ideology or hate, or even the need to gain power, because he's doing that all the time anyway.  He is capable of doing..."

Suddenly, a Gargoyle peeks over the edge of her perch, looking down at the pair. She gasps.

"Your Majesty! Queen Cyndwella, I had no idea you were going to be here today!" She says enthusiastically. Others look up.

"Look, it's Queen Cyndwella!" Shouts a little girl.

"One of the Favored is here! Look, everyone!" A Succubus points excitedly. Others begin to gather around.

"Damn..." she mumbles under her breath before bursting into a convincing sociable charade. "Hello, everyone! Glad to see you!  Yes, yes, thanks, doing well, hello, glad to see you again..." the admiring crowd closes in as they greet her. She grabs Marcus' hand and leads him away, pushing through the crowd.

"Thank you so much! Thank you!  I really have to go now, thanks (Marcus don't stop moving) Really, good to see you all!" She moves towards an alleyway.