08-27-2018, 11:40 PM
[align=center][div style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; width: 60%; text-align: justify;"]There is no denying that Melantha took a special shine to Yes Man. Even Esklav is not free from her stubborn personality, and the girl is tasked to serve him and protect him. But Yes Man? She will willingly do just about anything for him. She is not entirely sure why she feels that way towards the Ardent, but she possesses the vague notion that something about him reminds her of her father--whoever that may be. Sometimes she tries to force her conscious backwards through her memories, trying to push through the invisible barrier blocking her from the rest of her life experiences. It is frustrating, sure, but it has yet to cause her physical pain. All she wants is for the world to give back what it's taken from her.
She thinks about her lost memories as she rounds the corner of the pyramid, heading to speak with Yes Man about some information she received from a traveler. But all is forgotten upon spotted the Ardent stumbling weakly through the sands. "Manny--" she breathes, concern breaking through her carefully constructed walls. "Sir, you look like you could use some rest." It was only a momentary slip up, and thankfully it was soft enough so that only Yes Man would be close enough to hear it.
She thinks about her lost memories as she rounds the corner of the pyramid, heading to speak with Yes Man about some information she received from a traveler. But all is forgotten upon spotted the Ardent stumbling weakly through the sands. "Manny--" she breathes, concern breaking through her carefully constructed walls. "Sir, you look like you could use some rest." It was only a momentary slip up, and thankfully it was soft enough so that only Yes Man would be close enough to hear it.