Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150923172856/@comment-24141785-20151013140629

Astien picked up on Viktor's accidentally spill, the temptation of retaliating harshly entering his mind. He was tired and stressed, and didn't want to put up with his arragont behaviour.

"We've just been to hell and back again -watched as people were torn apart and we nearly lost one of our own - just because of this plant. You can't just fuck around with this, acting like it's your plaything."

"Besides, I don't take fucking orders from you."

His tone was cold, harsh and rash. He nearly watched as Anhjari was hung, watched as men sacrificed their lives so this plant could exist. If Viktor was going to try intimidate him into handing it over, Astien would be ready.

''This is one of the rarest plants around: alchemists have been slain just to create one of these. I'm not letting him fuck this up.''

"I listen to Kay, and my superiors. So unless you give me a good reason to let you fuck this up... I'll be waiting for her orders."