Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-26517142-20170613064156

Nathan: Always been the planning sort, Xander-grad. Why doesn't it run in your head that those runes of yours are easily disabled?

Jeering at the efforts of the man under the counter and towards Bentley, he smiles. "It has been quite long. I certainly have understood the consequence of my actions, over a looooong time of contemplation. Pity, he didn't deserve to die, that man. He was someone who saw my individual talent. But his weakness showed when you were cornered in that very same battlefield... and look what it got him. In a grave."

The pollution of whispers fills in the inn....

Abiathar: Weakness is not the mere definition of a man, Nathan.... and now, as you have been betrayed by the person you have adored.. you turn to a new plan. One of ruin for ALL of us.

(Stands) And that is what we will not let it stand.