Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150227013352/@comment-26245872-20150228060823

"My soul was enslaved, not destroyed. Lazarus loves the idea of his victims serving him after their death."

He sighed, looking down.

"As for what theyve done to me, Ive been made into a weapon. They use me against their enemies. By they, I mean the Grimleal."

He paused for a moment.

"I doubt there is a way of getting me back that doesnt involve unsavoury deals."

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"You were never with Dibella, father. You were with Pheros, Daughter of Grima, sister of Vulcanus."

Erik said, trying to explain.

Syinter then purposely fell from the tree and landed on his bottom just  to get caught first and make Sylvia laugh.

"Uh-Oh."