Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140927193312/@comment-3293219-20140928141207

"You wish to forsake us? Let those Nords defile our land, our families, our home? You aren't a Forsworn, you aren't anything, not a man nor a woman, you aren't kin to me or anyone else, just a broken shell of humanity..."

''"N-No! F-Father..." ''

"Look child... There is still a way back from this, you're skilled, when you feel that you're good enough to stick to your place, if you were to give your heart to the clan, we would not only recieve it but embrace it.

It's a cold world out there for a Forswarn, a Forswarn outcast will know nothing but lonliness, your place is here, the only people that will ever love you is here and the only place that you can succeed...

Is here, with your family...

I'll have the witch doctor do the ceremony tomorrow, get some rest child as you will need it for tomorrow..."

"B-But..."

I don't want to lose my heart...

Robin found themselves swiftly tossing and turning in their bed, as the heavy whispers invaded their dreams, the Breton began to groan and eventually babble before sitting up with a start, finding themselves soaking in sweat as they did so. The Tribal hopped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, bursting into the washroom and throwing as much water on their face and chest to cool themselves down, leaning over the wash basin and panting heavily as they slowly looked up to the mirror.

I am not a failure...

I am not broken...

The Breton's fist slowly clenched as they began to expel pent up rage, their face creased as they unleashed their pent up anger on the mirror, driving a heavy punch to the center of his own reflection and fracturing it.

Robin's knuckles were cut to ribbons but they didn't care, their chest felt hollow and they panted heavily as they stumbled back, seeing their own reflection.

''G-Gods... What have I done?''

The Tribal quickly locked the door, to stop anyone from breaking in on them and threw their armour on, not wanting to be caught half naked.