Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170605101352

Abiathar whistles at the perfectly-preserved body. He raises his eyebrows in mock salute to his comrade. "You've done a decent job with this, my friend. And poison... very effective tactic. Now, to let Khadamynth know and - ??"

He finds his arm gripped hard by the huntress Raioh. He snickers, revealing his pointed teeth and fangs. "You raising your blade against the people who spared your life?"

"You are destroying the natural order." She seethes between gritted teeth. "You cannot do THIS."

"Of course we can, woman." He wrenches free of her grasp and spreads his arms wide. "This world.. allows US to do what we wish. And everything happens even when we do not desire it. You, meeting us, your misfortune. Jeiel Yozama, becoming the vessel for Hyperion Sol."

"And us... about to kill a god."