Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-27550231-20180605012713

'"Is that so? Well then do me in. Strike me down here and now then explain to her why I never came to save her. Or would you rather tell her the truth and leave her in a similar position."

Praetor slides his hands under the moss blanket reaching for his magic ring. He made no effoet to make movements subtle as at this distance it would be impossible to hide any movements.

"Is there a reason you want me to raise her as my own? Normally people don't hand me children so what makes this any different? Is she some chosen one, some cosmic milestone? Is she your child?"