Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-26852465-20160323042809

"I've never believed that the wiping of one's memories was.. ethical. Regardless of who they were, or what they've done." Halneas replied.. looking at the ground. "It sounds very much like DM to lose himself, like that.. has he told you of his... 'backstory'? It's.. rather disheartening." She took a deep breath... she would cite what she remembered of it.

"He was born and raised in this secluded mountain town.. can't remember the name. He was being schooled at the time.. something a lot of kids like him couldn't obtain, mostly due to money issues.. years later, his mother died of illness.. and while he tried to bond further with his father.. the Demon Realm's army showed up.. and all of the men of age were taken away, his father included.." So it was.. DM was alone, as a child/teen.. "But, he didn't harbor a grudge against Monsters, for taking the last bit of his family away.. like the Wandering Scholar before him, he began studying them.. what made them tick, as a whole? How could he nonviolently get his revenge, for abducting his father, never to be seen again? Well.. I'm sure you know the answer to that by now.." She shuddered at the thought of his ruthless, skillful pranking. "He's told me before he's going to work his way down to Royal Makai.. and terrorize the Demon Lord, her Guard, and her Husband with his nonsense, until they forfeit. He'd repeat the process with the Order... and then those that call themselves Deities.. do you see a problem with these ambitions of his..?" She already tried to tell him what was wrong with that plan.. but as stubborn as he was, he wouldn't listen. They were close enough now that Halneas could hear the chatter of Elves.. though what they were saying was rather incoherent.