Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150216141300/@comment-1592115-20150217151556

During their trip, they had a short joy, but as soon as they look onto a bucket, seeing their reflections, they started to regret thier choices.

Harena: "I thought it can make us cute! I was wrong! what's with my nose?!"

Straid: "We've cured it ourselves before, it shouldn't be a problem."

They then take out another charged Black Soul Gems and plunge the gems toward themselves.

sssssssssss...

Their vampirism are once again undone, and the vampiric blood are stored in the gems, secured tight.

Harena: "Much better! We look cute again!"

Straid: "better age naturally, other than our duty..."

Harena: "What duty?"

Straid: "We're the channelers of the life and death, our duty is too heavy which none can replace."

Harena: "And so?"

Straid: "We cannot have children, even when we wanted too... we cannot ditch the duty to leave the poeple alone."

Harena: "Why?! Tell me! Why?!"

Their carriages stopped.

Straid: "We will die one day, and our offsprings will die one day, if any."

Harena: "Does it even matter?!"

Straid: "What makes a Staleheart Necromancer, is them being the herald of death, we embrace death, but we also fear death as we understand it."

Harena: "Then live a meaningful life and then die in a meaningful way, and that's the reason why we breed, our children will carry on, isn't it?"

Straid: "Northwatch, when we have build it, it'd be the day when we're wilted..."

Harena: "I understand... but, we've done what we need to do, there's nothing to worry now, isn't?"

Straid: "...you're right, let's move!"

The carriages move again.