Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150109200212/@comment-29559990-20150122110149

"I had no future. Not with her still alive."

Sibbi was now but inches away from his face. "Do you think, for one moment, that she cared for anyone that was her own? Not in the least bit. The only person that she actually cared about was Hemming, and that's simply because he follows her every command. There is no love in this family." He explained.

"Don't try to make me feel guilty over Maven's death. I'm not. And don't think for a minute that she was ever anything but the greedy and heinous crimelord that she always has been."

"Take me, for example. I sat there in the Watch for a looooong time. And did Maven care? Did she once show any concern? No. What I got from her was a wad of spit in the eyes and her telling me that I was no Black-Briar, and that I would rot in the prisons for making her look bad. Does it sound like someone that was able to comprehend the idea of a loving family? Yeah, I would love to have a family, but I would have never gotten that chance. Maven saw us all as her slaves. Only useful to do her bidding. Hemming may have fell for it, but I did not. So don't pretend I'm the worst form of scum in this case. That honor, belongs to the old corpse behind you."

"And why do you even care, Reachman?" Sibbi continued. "It doesn't affect you in anyway."