Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-27666783-20191214052901

The anger, the pain, how everyone cried against the idealism. Plenty of reasons, plenty of very valid and truthful reasons and warnings. Nobody could deny this. His thoughts returned to Praetor once the adjacent man began to snicker and chide the Vampiric man on losing principle. Reaffirmation, so Bertram assumed, to the need of men like him for the plans Bertram hoped to achieve.

Bertram couldn't help but wonder if this is what the Overlord tasted in her own striving… Do Lilims worry about foresight? Do they even worry? Bertram crept back in his chair, letting his head follow the movement of voices around the table.

"I may know not what scientific use I may have to you, Renwick." Bertram said, "But if you would have me I would be delighted to tour your labs at a later time… if you are willing." Bertram peers his head left and right to the other persons of the table. "I am no man of science, but I do work with a number of like-minded people. They wish to see this divide ended just as you do, we work on a deterrent." Bertram clears his throat. "A deterrent in the hands of not one individual, not a group of individuals, but in all individuals. Something to take away the fear and uncertainty and promote solidarity. With your aims to create male Mamono, capable of love and altruism, we could see to a world both in our interests."