Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20180228012402/@comment-7262318-20180320005152

"Well, I'm truthful in that extent. I, am going to cause a riot and let them leave. They're going to help, and they all go home to family and friends."

"However, the real end goal for me is not to leave. I need the Dominion crippled as well, but I need it so that I may find Xiv. After that... I don't know."

He glanced down at his daggers. "I get these feelings that such a thing shouldn't be here. On this plane of existence. I also get the feeling that it could be useful...

"... You know why I'm telling you this, and not them?" Goriyn asked.

"No. They were some form of Tribals. Before them, we deduced some kind of mage. And before that, a man known as Goriyn Mortis. They have his named scrawled all over the place."

Baros arched an eyebrow. "You know Mortis?"

Hafnir frowned and cocked his head. "I do..." He stepped closer. "What do you know about him?"