Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150905141843/@comment-24736819-20150907032851

"I'm sorry, sir...but I must've misheard you.", the imperial woman cleared her throat, "You want to check out one of our patients? That’s not how this facility works. At all."

Destro closed his eyes. Dealing with the common folk's beliefs was rather annoying and he could sense that his brother was starting to lose the throne in the chaotic scale.

"I have money and I'll pay. Just bring Maximus Forsennato here and we'll leave.", he placed a heavy bag of gold over the balcony. He understood how greedy those people could be.

The woman looked at him and then at the bag. She raised an eyebrow and looked back at him.

"I'll see what I can do, sir. Can you please give me your name?", she asked.

"Destro. I'm Max's younger brother.", he explained, although he realized that could very well be a mistake.

...

One whole hour passed and Destro was getting tired of waiting.

"Sir, if you could follow me. I'll take you to him, now.", the imperial appeared from behind the counter with an obvious glamour within her eyes.

Des nodded and followed her through the gardens of the House, finally stopping in front of a well dressed, messy haired imperial. He touched the woman's shoulder and released her from his brother's joke, which made her quite confused.

"Playtime is over, Max. I'm here to get you out.", the younger man said, sitting beside his brother as they both stared at the sunset.

"I know, I could feel you coming. My head...it became clearer and you were the only one with that effect over me, Des.", Maximus sounded depressed, "You are here to finally put an end to this...little game of ours?"

Silence fell over the duo. Maximus didn't knew if his brother was stalling to tell him the answer or if he was still trying to figure it out what to do, but one thing he knew for sure: after 19 long years he'd finally leave that place which he grew to love.

As the first stars started to be visible, Destro finally spoke.

"Yes. This game is finally over.", his words spoke the truth, but they weren't very clear regarding the decision he made, "C'mon, brother. It is time."

"Can I at least say my goodbyes?", Maximus asked.

It was a weird thing to see, the older, much older, brother speaking as if it was the other way around and he was the younger of the duo. Destro nodded and showed Maximus where he would wait.

After a long hour of farewells, crying and cheering amongst his protegees, Maximus finally returned. The brothers silently gazed at each other and Destro led the way outside, towards the horses he confiscated from the two troublemakers he met at Bruma.

Maximus looked back and took a deep breath for he was leaving what had been his home in the last 19 years and it wasn't an easy thing to do, specially for someone like him.

"So...where will it happen?", the older imperial finally asked, after they were a few miles away from the Asylum.

"What?", Destro knew what he was talking about, but decided to play along.

"The execution. The ultimate farewell. The 'so long and hope to never see you again, dearly beloved brother of mine'.", Max asked, anxiously.

"It's amazing that you manage to joke about me killing you.", the younger Fortunnato said and kept quiet for a few moments...or minutes.

"I wont.", he finally said it, "Not now at least."

Maximus frown turned into a wide smile and he jumped out of his horse's back, running in circles around them and celebrating in the most ridiculous way.

"Then where are we off to? What are we doing? Why after all those years you decided to take me away from the House? And more importantly... How do you make One disappear?", the Son of Sheogorath asked, not stopping to breath.

Destro looked at him and smiled for the first time. The boy always enjoyed his brother's riddles when he was younger.

"Skyrim.", was the only answer he gave.