Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131203225639/@comment-3293219-20131204231439

"I'm not entirely him..." The vampire explained, "for one, I'm far less tolerable of you..."

He laughed to himself, this was going to be so much fun...

"Ah... where to begin...

You... Little Witch, I have to admire you for creating a seal that protects your mind from Dunlammus, shame you didn't make it strong enough to protect your personal memories from anyone willing to dig deep enough.

Hmm... I noticed a recurring pattern, Minity, William, Vilja... where are they now?"

"The- quest was over... we didn't need to stick together anymore..." Lilly replied, she wasn't nervous but she equally didn't expect to be taking part in a conversation like this.

"Ah... I see, so they used you until you cease to be useful and then ditch you, first chance they get... I can hardly blame them. You're ever so dull, do you know this? I'd imagine you do but let me emphasise how dull you are, I mean... we have the time for it." The vampire paced back and too as Lilly glared at him, she wouldn't take in anything that he said, she didn't care. Knowledge was power and there was no room in her life for such trivialities.

"I'm absolutely amazed that the Minity didn't bash your head in, it would have been so easy... That nord looked physically capabl- no not the slut, the other one, the strong one. He'd probably be able to do it bare handed too..." The vampired smirked as he continued to pace back and too, his hands placed behind his back.

"So... it baffles me that you even bothered to protect such memories. You could have used them to your advantage and bored Dunlammus to death, the fool probably would have wasted every inch of his time looking for the information in that stockpile of garbage that I pulled out of your head."

He stopped at the center and sighed, he was getting bored of insulting Lilly, she wasn't reacting.

"All of you amuse me so...

The outcast...(Lilly)

The wreck... (Tyranil)

The whore... (Manja)

The widow... (Llaalave)

The knife ear... (Eilonwyn)

He glanced up at Llaalave, who appeared to have a bow drawn, he could smell the fear on her.

"Ah... poor little spinster. All alone in an uncaring world...

Just think of how lucky your husband was...

You know, dying at a young age like that? I bet he's glad that he's dead, doesn't have to spend the rest of a long life with you now, does he?"