Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170123160700/@comment-24736819-20170222231342

"So? Are you waiting for someone or something? Tell me what you discovered...", Carden said, rather annoyed by the old hag's delay.

"Very well, very well... I found nothing about the one who seeks your demise, bard. Not one thing, which could only mean that this person is very powerful, very influential.", Clarisse stopped her knitting to look up at the blonde man.

Carden chuckled briefly twice before snapping into an insane laughter.

"You've got to be kidding me, right? I've done all those things for you in exchange for a big middle finger in my face, is that it? You deranged old hag, I should...", the bard menacingly stepped towards the old woman.

"You should what? Use your powers to try and get rid of me? Please, don't make me laugh, bard. I can provide you with this, though: whoever is trying to kill you, despite his obvious powerful position, is oblivious to the fact that you are a halfgod. All those assassins would've been more than enough to kill a normal man, so you are dealing with a daft bugger. Powerful, but dumb. Our deal is completed, you can exit now and I hope we never see your face again.", after finishing her advice, the crime boss signaled for her thugs to expel the bard.

Carden waited for a few seconds and was not surprised when he saw Bouros exiting the house right after.

"She didn't fulfilled her end of the bargain with you either, did she? I can see from your face that she didn't.", Carden commented.

"What is it to you, bard?", the muscular halfgod kept walking.

"What was your deal with her? Tell me and perhaps we can help each other.", the bard was quick to follow.

After a few seconds of silent walking, Bouros shrugged, "Fuck it. She was to help me to find out who I am...what I am."

"Hmm... I see, that can be done. Easily.", he replied, smugly.

"No, it can't. She couldn't find out and she has connections everywhere. How could you, a bloody bard, help?", the long haired man stopped and turned to face Carden.

"I am not a simple bard, am I? No, my friend. I am the child of Knowledge itself, there is nothing I cannot find out... Do you know who your godly parent is?", the bard smirked.

"Godly parent? I am not a halfgod like you and no, I have no idea who my parents are... What does it matter anyway? The things I can do, the things I go through... No parent would see their child suffer this way.", Bouros replied.

"Weeeeeell, you clearly have no idea about the gods and their whims. I can help you, but only if you agree to help me as well. Deal?", the bard stretched out his right hand.

"Alright, if you can help me, then I'd gladly help you, but I don't see how...", Bouros said, slowly raising his hand and wondering.

"Just shake my damned hand, knucklehead! Good, now let's journey to my father's realm and search for your life history.", Carden reached his hand further to force the handshake before he let go and grabbed the black book from within his knapsack.