Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-4211788-20170129233222/@comment-5255416-20170201062905

Taura's face remains unreadable to the group, even to Phantom, who can only see her blankly stare at Hiero and the Monk. She doesn't seem too bothered by this accusation; suspicion towards her is only natural when her entire being has been tainted by darkness.

 "I hope for your sake that the next time you draw your blade, you intend to use it, Blood Feathers. I am a worshiper of no one; I already told you all that I merely came here because I was promised something by the Monk. I don't know Malwrath, or anything about him aside from what we both have been told; the threat was a mere means of ascertaining whether the Monk would make good on his words.

"I know not why the Monk needed me in particular, I'm sure there were a countless number of just-as-suitable candidates. Perhaps time or lack of energy robbed him of the choice, or perhaps he finds me and my affinity for darkness to be a suitable combatant against Malwrath. No matter the reason, he had to choose me, and I capitalized on the opportunity. Say I'm greedy if you want, but I have always been upfront with my intentions to you, and I always keep my word when I make a deal.

"If the Monk has no intention of giving me what I desire, then I will calmly leave and you can all deal with the situation yourself. I have nothing at stake and nothing left to lose, so if the world ends because I let it happen than I accept that fate. If he refuses, though, then I leave that to you as proof that he cannot be trusted, that he will promise you anything but not keep his own end of the bargain."