Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170914174248/@comment-24510587-20170917191812

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Seris stared at the floor for a long while. One could imagine what was going through him. The struggle of coming to terms with a world that he did not know. The pain of knowing that everyone he once loved was already gone for centuries, when it was all still so fresh for him. The revelation that he was not a man, but nothing more than a suit of armour carrying the memories of a long-dead knight. It was a whole lot to take in in such a short period of time, and he had to process all of it.

Then he looked up at Lott.

"You are right," he finally spoke. This time, however, he sounded a lot more determined. Deep down within that plate, something had changed. He had found something in himself.

"I am not Seris Theronian. That man died in a cave, over three hundred years ago. I am, indeed... something new. I shed the Theronian name - it no longer applies to me."