Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140217201750/@comment-24123288-20140217225209

It was Veneficus' turn to pace as he remained silent, considering his options...

''Petra was priority. That changed when the Breton barged in. We were fools to charge in so blindly...''

The old man sighed heavily, pausing to glance at the Argonian before resuming.

''I can't kill him. That much is certain. His death would condem the lives of Tabith and her guards and...and...Nepht would never fogive me for letting her aunt die. Nor would her mother...''

I really only have one choice...

''The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. Every. Single. Time. ''

''Petra...just hold on. We'll come rescue you soon.''

Veneficus stopped his pacing in the middle of the room, turning to look at the Argonian, dreading what the words coming out of his mouth will do.

"Friends..." He said quietly. "I choose my friends. Give me the location of the antidote..."