Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20130902171551/@comment-768817-20130903013318

Imir leaned against the ralling looking down over the docks, the rain had gotten heavier, but he didn't care. Would it really be betrayl? To leave them to there own devices? He had already given them a route for escape. It wasn't betrayl at the palace. They had diffrent goals, and he lied to them, but it was not betrayl... But hadn't he brought this upon them?.... Where would he be tommorow night? There were a hundred thousand things that could happen between now and then.. And Imir had a hundred thousand choices to make..