EVEN FOR THE GOOD, A NOBLE // Romulus

[Byriath]

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ONLY SCARS REMAIN OF WHO I WAS!

As Romulus spoke, the Vicar made his way inside. He was silent in doing so, allowing his brother to speak. The swirling markings on his shoulders glowed gently, possibly tied to his stress, but he ignored them. Instead, his glowing eyes looked at Romulus. Right to the point. "We have things to discuss. I hope that is alright -- I do not wish to put more stress on you." His wording was concise, punctual. Nothing like how he was before it all went down.

Deep down, the beast hoped and begged into the abyss that Romulus would be okay with what Byriath was about to lay before him.

BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE

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