Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20191005021933

“So that’s it huh? Pride. You’re so damn prideful you’d turn away help and instead force a guy into marrying some gal he doesn’t know? ‘If we have others fight our battles for us we’ll will be seen as weak’.” Marcus parodies Marcellus.

“Bullshit. Relying on friends doesn’t make you look weak, trying to protect yourself at the cost of others does. It makes you look down right feeble. I’ve got enough connections and political favors to call in that I could have a Vampire Coven army and Zahmerian berserker task force here within a week. You’re all cowering at the possibility of war. Instead of challenging it. Instead being strong, you’re coming off as submissive.” Marcus showed no sign of disdain or anger. His temperament was calm yet his tone grizzled and tough.

Cyndwella huffed at Aigis’ motion to move. “Fine, but let me be perfectly clear, sweetheart. Anyplace that dictates how you talk, is a place that will dictate how you live. I don’t know about you Aigis, but I’m not going to live anyplace that makes me behave as if I’m somebody else.”