Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170129233222/@comment-4211788-20170201054559

Numen chuckles as he sits on the sandy beach, crossing his legs.

"What I noticed is that I bequeath this group the opportunity, as I did the previous, to save this world. Your suspicions of my character are nothing that I care about any more. Those that cross my path and diverge from my light have all suffered the same fate. Look at their group, shattered and torn from personal hatred. They don't even work in unicine. You are foolish to even question my will, knowing that destroying them directly benefits you." Numen says with a smug tone, it was weird of the monk to speak so emotionally.

"Xulu does not answer to anyone but himself. He's a stubborn befallen avian whom I cursed with a shortened life as he deserves nothing less. He is a complete failure who tore his team apart to suit his ambitions and became destined with death. To listen to Xulu would be to listen to a delusional fool with visions of grandeur. Do not listen to Xulu, he will only lead you to a well burried grave, especially once he catches exactly what you are Taura. I'm surprised you survived an encounter with him, there must be good reason you still walk.." Numen says pointing at Taura.

The monk's expression changes now as the light surrounding his eyes dims, frustration could be seen in Numen's face.

"I'm tired of this ungrateful pack of savages that I tasked with ensuring this world a second chance. I did not, I repeat did not kill off or sent the other group on a suicide mission. It became that way once Moya let her suspicions of my character get out of hand and summoned Malwrath with the help of Faras.. It's thanks to them why the other group failed and why Malwrath is closing the gap between slumber and entering the world to destroy it. All of you are worried about my intentions, but I simply serve you. You should not be worried about me when you have a pestering parasite in your group right now, itching to pull the trigger of darkness and send all of you toward corruption. Am I right, Taura?" Numen says with a cocky smile as he places his hands by his chin.

Hiero now stares at Taura and unsheathes his sword. He glances at Numen as well who watches him carefully.

"I'll put you down, Taura. We will not dare have a backstabber on this group! I know you to be a worshipper of Malwrath, damn it I can smell your vileness from the moment I've come to this island! I don't care if this is a suicide quest, I will not become like those before us." He says as he points his sword at the squirrel.

Numen holds his hand in the way of Hiero, to block him from attacking her. "You've no need to do that. She is still a comrade, killing her would not suit anyone's ends." Numen whispers to Hiero causing the hawk to sheathe his sword again, albeit reluctantly.