Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25597877-20170112232225/@comment-25901581-20170118045859

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: 'You may not speak my one true friend's name-' he cuts short once Solomon calls to the Hunter. 'You! You dare show your face in my royal presence again! How many times must I kill you, faker!'

'If I may be so bold, Gilgamesh of Uruk, it is you who are the faker. Every weapon in your treasury is of my creation,' replies Asariel. 'Therefore, all the treasures of the Gate of Babylon ought to return to their true owner, the one who created them.'

He looks up at Solomon.

'Saber is with the others, on her way.'

'Die,' Gilgamesh mutters through clenched teeth, before his voice booms through the city. 'All of you have chosen death as your reward for letting this... shell of an immortal into my sight.'

'Solomon,' Asariel calls, before tapping his earpiece. 'Everyone. Hold him off for a few moments, will you?'

And with that, golden circuits burst from beneath the Hunter's feet.

'Ich bin der Knochen meines Schwertes.' the Hunter begins in a serious voice, dripping with power, each word like a pronouncement of doom. Izaak understands the words, his native German.

"I am the bone of my sword." (Hunter speaks german?)

Izaak has followed Asariel and all the others, following at a relatively light jog.

When he hears the beginning of Asariel's speech, he stops, and looks around at the scene before him.

(Very tempted to make a bad joke.)