Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160218071019/@comment-25924729-20160314022241

"That's what i feared." Joseph mused dryly. "You're young, lad, and the fire is in your blood. But soon you'll come to appreciate that boredom and safety are preferrable to a life of danger, if it means keeping you loved ones out of harm's way."

"Let me share a story with you." An aura of sadness seemed to radiate from the man as he stood slowly, carrying his wineglass and facing an empty wall, back to Amilanthior. The holograms shifted, replacing blank steel with an elegant canvas painting. "It's about a young theif, the greatest scoundrel Remnant ever knew, and the angel who tamed him."

''...A family portrait, a younger Joseph, hands placed lovingly on a young woman's shoulders. She was seated on a couch. On her lap was a little girl in a blue silk dress, raven hair framed a small shy smile, blue eyes instead of red...''

He spoke of daring heists, glory, fame and fortune won through elaborate plans and ruses. How the young theif met a woman who captured his heart. Their cruelly breif love and marriage. Her assassination, along with child and hundreds of civillians. The storm of revenge that followed...

"You should know better than anyone how it feels to lose a loved one. The Agnus brothers are not known for their mercy. Ask yourself, when the battle is won, if they cannot defeat you, will they shift their sight to those around you? Will you bring their wrath on your friends? Your family? Is it worth the cost?"