Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151216005727/@comment-24141785-20151216021136

Over the course of two years, Gabriel had changed quite significantly. No longer was he the once considerably shy man, but had drastically improved with his confidence.

He had properly started to branch out to other Companion members, starting to integrate himself more info the group. He had done everything in his will to try help out as much as he could, and Gabriel had time after time pushed himself to the limits.

While he became more confident, he only became colder, and was now perfectly used to killing. No longer did the moral obstacle of taking a life hinder him: he would be able to kill on sight.

Then, there was Shakti. Over the course of two years, he had considerably gotten closer to her. The Breton adored her, absolutely loved her to pieces. But recently, things had been going bad. The two had been arguing over certain topics, things that scared the hell out of Gabriel. They argued more and more often, and those arguments never made any real progress. This started to make Gabriel wonder if they were even right for each other, of he couldn't deliever what Shakti wanted.

Gabriel had been making progress everywhere else. He was branching out more, and truely starting to get used to having several friendships. Although he hadn't agreed with Shakti on...conditions...he still cared for her nonetheless: although he had recently started to worry what would happen next in their relationship.

And now, he was starting to embrace this new way of life: without the constraints of shyness. Although, there was a constant fear in his mind...