Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170423011718/@comment-30014014-20170424032043

Audré turns her pages to one in particular. Chanting a small hymn, a silver fire projection materializes, depicting a badge of the Order. Upon laying her eyes on it, her irises turn as sharp as a reptile. A small malefic aura sprouts out of her body, though in control over her act

"One day, we were coming down from a quest that had taken us far away from home. When a band attacked. A full platoon of Order. While we could have taken them out with little effort, the situation got worse when a gang of Heroes got in the fray. Being specalized in killing the likes of us, Sebastien told me to make a run for it. I didn't want to but he insisted, calling upon his oath. So I did..."

"...only for a marrow feeling deep inside me compeling to turn back. I did and I saw him. Back then, we weren't as powerful as we are now. So, of course, I was shocked to see my beloved broken and injured beyond imagination under their blades. And to think they call us savages. All of this because they knew I was with him. They wanted my location. He told them to 'shove off' and that 'I was miles away' with a dying man's laughter. I couldn't see him die here. So...I snapped..."