Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161129145539/@comment-25073873-20161130161016

"I'm not a righteous or good woman. I just get jobs done. Plus the Dominion is finished anyway, so bad blood isn't something to be very afraid of in future. How I see things are going, we are wasting time arguing" shrugged Erissa as she didn't bother following Stauntax's pace, and just kept her original movement speed. She didn't understand why people cared about whipping dead horses.

Erissa didn't back down from Elric's gaze. In fact, her eyes hardened in response. They saw a lot of death and destruction before, and it showed. Empty orbs of lost innocence, and a distinct lack of anything that qualified as common morality a good man would follow. It didn't matter if they were part of a pretty face, and framed by beautfiul eyelashes.

Erissa was missing something. Compassion, Empathy, or maybe the ability to love. Or perhaps all of them.