Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161229041106/@comment-32420582-20170103114709

Arcann didn't even spare Jibril a glance, he immediately began making his way toward the city. He had to make a choice here and now, he could betray the Empire and save the innocents; or he could destroy the city.

Arcann slid to a stop, looking toward the ground as a war of choice began to be waged inside his head. If he sided with the city, he faced overwhelming odds and three powerful individuals. By no means was he afraid of death, in fact he welcomed it.

If he destroyed the city, he would be faced with more guilt. More death would lurk at the edges of his mind, faces and voices of the fallen would tear at him.

Why can't the world be simple? He wondered as he began running again, he would make his choice once he reached the city. He couldn't make it out in the open.