Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-25038310-20150205092208

Sander sighed, and after the obscure muttering of the Cleaver was finished, he picked it back up and put it in his sheath on his back. He felt weak and had a headache, and the words echoed in his clouded mind. He looked out the window for a moment, gazing at the landscape.

''Pah.. nobility are quite a pain... perhaps I should ask aid of my organizations..? No, I don't need it. Not at all.''

He exited his room. He was going to ask Marya about the next associate of the nobleman. He had heard of the news about the figure called Aurora and the events concerning Luminem. The chanting was far away and silent, and the weapon's mutters were short and monotone, which gave Sander the opputunity to listen to the conversation in the room next to him.

He could care less about Luminem and Meridia. He was apethic towards the controversy and the realm. He would prefer seeing it burned to the ground, rather than help it. He would rather go to the realm of Molag Bal or Peryite - and would rather help those than Levith's realm.

He sighed, and walked through the hallway, on his way to find Marya.