Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170721035105/@comment-7262318-20170723041632

"Understood," Jerus said. "When does training start?"

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Owl came to the front entrance, clutching onto the bag that Ukanda had given to him. He glanced down at the boy following him. The eyes were lifeless, grey, and mean. Just like his father's.

"You've been silent on the way here," Owl noted.

"I don't have much to say," Diadros shrugged. "I didn't think I'd be going here."

"Are you glad to be going here?" Owl asked.

"If they can train me, then yes," Diadros said.

They walked a little bit further in silence. "... Ukanda told me you killed him," Diadros suddenly spoke up.

Owl sighed. "No... I'll explain when we get a proper moment."

"Now's a proper moment. As it's just the two of us out here."

Owl sighed. He even sounded like his father. "Your father... we never-"

"He was a villain. I know," Diadros said. "I didn't think killing was allowed here. He always said this place was weak for never taking that step."

"It's not," Owl said. "I didn't.... I didn't want him dead. When we fought, cliffside, his thoughts became clouded by rage. So clouded that he... he destroyed the cliff. Sent himself down into the ocean."

"I see..." Diadros said, glancing down at the dirt. "He was a fool."

Owl glanced down at the boy with a furrowed brow. "What?"

"He was strong. But not wise," Diadros shrugged indifferently. "When I first got news he had died, I wasn't surprised. He kept going bigger and bigger and... I knew it'd all catch up to him eventually."

Owl returned his attention to the path in front of him. "You sound glad that he died."

"No... I miss him greatly. I don't miss his conflicts and his campaign against Dunmers," He said. "So much time and effort, dumped into something so pointless."

Owl chuckled. "You're wise beyond your years, boy."

"I get that a lot from Ukanda."