Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20161219065535/@comment-5255416-20161222201753

Rebellion? Taura thought, ''I suppose that's a pretty way to glorify what really happened. This monk really will try and say anything to convince us. Still...''

"Saving the world is a fine and good motivator for you mortals, but I've already made it clear to Dusty Cloak here that I have no interest in such a noble cause. I've already died once, a second death doesn't seem so bad if I have the rest of the world to give me company. I'm here for my own reasons." She peers directly into Numen, who can distinctly see the glimmer of determination in her face. "You made a promise to me. I hope for your sake that you keep it, because vampires aren't known to compromise."

And then, Numen hears something from her that no one else seems to be able to understand. Why that is would be a mystery to the others, who, to those that could see her clearly, could only see her coal-colored lips forming foreign sounds. Numen however, the all-knowing being he is, would register that she is speaking a vampiric language.

"You wouldn't want this group of heroes to end up like your last, now would you?"