Jo'rak Vandeni
Jurrrl o' Sweden
Ralyx seemingly poured his heart out, Jokar was taken aback with the trust given so freely to him, from a man who clearly just received a new grudge to hold against vampires.
He didn't find anything to say, so he started walking again, and Alex suddenly marched down the corridor towards them.
"They're getting their equipment, they shouldn't be long." Alex said, as the pair looked towards him. "We should head outside and wait," Alex said to Jokar, "Then they can decide if they'll have us along." It was clear he was angered, Jokar was too exhausted to bother go into detail further.
"Thralls still around, I smelled them." Jokar walked past Alex, didn't look to him as he passed, but he continued.
"You should try be humane sometime, might save us from being ripped apart by that Werewolf." Jokar mumbled, just loud enough for them to hear.
"I tried being kind, and apologizing, but there's a disrespectful little drug addict and a psycho, although his is a little more understandable." Alex looked over to Ralyx, then back to Jokar. "Those two aren't smart. One is in no condition to fight, the other has no weapon yet they try to provoke me. They want to bring a monster out of me, then they'll have a reason to hate me beyond forgiveness. Don't let it happen to you Jokar." Was he attempting to scare Ralyx?
"I'm not the one you need worry of. Just make sure for the love of Boethiah that they don't plan tearing us to shreds, I have a king to slay.
With this, Jokar continued his slow-paced march down the corridor, now headed towards another exit, prepared to end any thralls between him and the gate. Alex marched the other way, towards the exit past the room of massacre.
He didn't find anything to say, so he started walking again, and Alex suddenly marched down the corridor towards them.
"They're getting their equipment, they shouldn't be long." Alex said, as the pair looked towards him. "We should head outside and wait," Alex said to Jokar, "Then they can decide if they'll have us along." It was clear he was angered, Jokar was too exhausted to bother go into detail further.
"Thralls still around, I smelled them." Jokar walked past Alex, didn't look to him as he passed, but he continued.
"You should try be humane sometime, might save us from being ripped apart by that Werewolf." Jokar mumbled, just loud enough for them to hear.
"I tried being kind, and apologizing, but there's a disrespectful little drug addict and a psycho, although his is a little more understandable." Alex looked over to Ralyx, then back to Jokar. "Those two aren't smart. One is in no condition to fight, the other has no weapon yet they try to provoke me. They want to bring a monster out of me, then they'll have a reason to hate me beyond forgiveness. Don't let it happen to you Jokar." Was he attempting to scare Ralyx?
"I'm not the one you need worry of. Just make sure for the love of Boethiah that they don't plan tearing us to shreds, I have a king to slay.
With this, Jokar continued his slow-paced march down the corridor, now headed towards another exit, prepared to end any thralls between him and the gate. Alex marched the other way, towards the exit past the room of massacre.