Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150414013830/@comment-5543592-20150414025917

(Night, Eilo.)

"I've never wanted to lead.  It's never appealed to me.  I wouldn't be able to handle the responsibility that comes with the power.  I've had ambition, but not for controlling the masses."

He was silent for a long while.

"I could've been a great man.  Someone who goes down in history, or gets something important named after him.  Maybe I'd be a general in a well-known battle, or perhaps I just end up filthy rich because my entire family died at a convient moment." He said, not wistfully, just matter-of-factly. Dacian seemed largely caught up in his train of thought.

"I suppose that could still happen." He said with a shrug. "Hell, I could end up being worshipped as a god.  Not uncommon for liches." Dacian didn't exactly sound like he wanted any of these things. And he didn't. Which he found odd, as his entire life had been devoted in the pursuit of this. He felt like he'd misplaced something and now he couldn't find it, and the loss was bothering him to no end.