Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190316184507

(Everyone) Cerberus rears his head back and shouts- “Get me some fucking clothes and a sword, damn ya!” Servants scramble like insects to fulfill the order. Cerberus continues to eat as if nothing has happened, until Marcus walks up and puts a hand to the back of Cerberus’ head, then slamming it into the table and smashing the plate.

“Oi, you forsaken fuck! Stop indulging yourself and ready-up!” Marcus screams. Cerberus swiftly retaliates by backhanding his son, Marcus flies through a table off to the far end of the room.

“I gave that bastard life, and he treats me like this? Ungrateful.” Cerberus goes back to eating.

“To be fair, you abandoned him, killed his mother, tried to kill him.” Armata adds.

“Wrong.” Cerberus retorts. “His mother abandoned him....”

Marcus heats this and pauses. “SHE, gave your life away, runt. She didn’t want you, I did.” Cerberus looks at Marcus, the Wardog knew it was true as he has never seen his mother.

“THEN WHY DID YOU TRY TO KILL ME?!” Marcus marches to his father and flips the table.

“Because you tried to me first, runt. After all these years, you ask this question now? On the verge of annihilation, you wonder now? Stupid kid.” Cerberus stares blankly at his son.