All posts by TheShade6

I'm here

<p>Slade, now relieved of the distractions and adrenaline of combat and fleeing, seethes with contempt. A fiery hatred for the Inquisition once resolved flares up greater than ever. Taking something from him wasn’t enough, they had to hold that thing beneath his nose the entire time. An account has been reopened in the bank of slights. </p>

<p>“You never know, if they have fresh reinforcements at the ready I’d say there’s hardly a better chance to use them than while we’re drained.” </p>

Slade mounts one in a single leap and rises forth

<p>Slade runs, quite swift without the burden of an armory </p>

<p>"Damn it." Slade looks at the squandered opportunity before him, knocked out cold by a certain flame mage. He gets up and follows the others. </p>

<p>Slade cuts himself off from the rest of the party by escaping into the rows of books, drawing his inquisitor with him. His throwing weapons are spent, and he stands in a loose guard with his broadsword. </p>

<p>Slade moves lethargically through the fight, taking hits that to an outsider, would appear only luck is diverting their lethality. He’s only putting in enough effort to not have the older inquisitors see he’s not trying. </p>

<p>Slade weaves between those that don’t his spear but one bolt grazes his leg </p>

<p>Slade throws a hatchet at the inquisitors head, keeping wary for the return fire </p>

I like it

<p>For so many reasons, Slade is pissed. But if that’s her fight, then that’s her fight. He follows the others out </p>

<p>Slade thoroughly entranced, a knife could fly at him in slow motion and he would keep reading. You’ve never seen him like this, the eyes he reads with have an overwhelming fire. </p>

<p>For once in his life Slade doesn’t care, all that matters at that moment is finding out if she’s been seen in the last 7 years. Since that day... </p>

<p>Slade grabs the book Astron just closed. Paying no mind to the situation, he flips through the pages, looking for a Stigma by the name of Morrigan Ní’Cathasaigh. </p>

Approved

<p>“Lady Berthier, I too have seen the devastation. But I can’t see reason for alarm at this moment. Even if he snapped and went berserk, there are about three people, give or take a couple, who could stop him before he did anything terrible” </p>

<p>“For as idiotic as I find you hermit, I think you’ve been bested in that category. Did they not knowingly allow the demon saint in? And if they have confidence in his self control I imagine they’d have confidence in his ability to reign you in. Hell, even I could reign you in” </p>

<p>“If it’s so useless to you, perhaps I can find a use of it.” </p>

<p>So ranger, swan, Blackroot, whatever </p>