Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171231064307/@comment-27550231-20180102030338

(S9)

Jorge says nothing else for the rest of the ride. Brad was close to revealing his identity on a guess he wasn't going to allow him to get anymore information out of him.

The knight simply rests his head on his arm eyes closed and faces the window. He had no intentions of letting Brad know who he was. Something about the young man made him feel distrustful of him and who knows what he would do with that information. He could use it to stop him in this hunt. He could alert Whitemarch and possibly have him arrested. There was no way he could truly resist as he was now in most terms a mortal man.

'''Don't worry Nezzie. I won't lose. No matter what I have to do I will win. I will find you. I will make up for everything I've done to you. Just wait for me. Just wait.'''

Having finished her journal entry Ne'zon looks up into the mirror and smiles as she checks her hair. Feeling that her appearance is as perfect as can be she stands and makes her way to the door pausing only to fix her dress.

Nezzie

She looks back at the empty room with a mixture of fear and joy unsure of what to make of what she heard. The little shoggoth walks to her window and looks out but dissapointingly goes back to her tasks when her search yielded no results.

"Maybe it was just the wind."

She knew it wasn't that but what else could it be.