Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160621173144/@comment-28358106-20160624032812

"I don't doubt that, King.  But  I'm telling you, that until I have a further understanding of exactly what this kind of tampering will do with an outside source, I will NOT further risk the lives of my family.  I wish it were that simple." [DM's note: it isn't. Future plot point in next RP. Just so the conversation doesn't go round in circles. :)]

I sigh. "But...you make a point.  You have experience with conversion, no doubt about it.  As far as I've estimated, the rate of decay, even though it's still there, has slowed to a point.  That should give me some time at least to decide what to do." I look at Praetor. "I promized Ozma that I would lend my help, and I will.  But in the meantime, Ill have to decide what to do next.  She might have some insight as to what the Circe's trial meant..."

Hound happens to look up and past everyone. Standing in the entry arch to the front room is Regina.

"I'm sorry," she says quietly. "I heard raised voices."