Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150820004043/@comment-3293219-20150820223953

Talin lay in his bed, propping his head up on his arm as he longing stared up at the ceiling, the event that troubled him rushing through his head... Gwendis, she was an inspiration to those people, she was kind and thoughtful and her blood was now on his hands. It wasn't him of course, it was Quatus' hold on him but the Imperial could have sworn that he could have resisted if he had just tried hard enough...

If he knew more about magic, he would be able to deflect such tricks, protect himself from mind control and other unnatural, wicked things. He began to think on what Diana had said about it but felt like he was just making excuses for himself. He was so close to breaking free... he could feel it.

Or could he? What if that was part of the spell? To trick you into thinking that you could break free, when you couldn't? It seemed more than possible...

Either way, it didn't matter, the fact still remained that his weakness, mental or physical and someone else paid the price. Even though it was incredibly tragic, he couldn't help but be relieved, what if it wasn't Gwendis who had died? What if it was one of his own? Zaydate, Diana, Agatha... Shakti, Gabriel... He could have ran any of them through, because of his weakness.

It wasn't good enough, he had to do better than this, he had to help and protect these people.

If he was going to survive this quest, he'd need a magic tutor.