Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20130821053036/@comment-11588669-20130924232002

Shaking his head, Nox stays where he is. "Beacon's the other way."

Turning on his heel, the mercenary walks in the other direction, waiting for Messer to catch up. He thinks back on the amulet, and growls. That cult....a memory flashes before his eyes.

''Darkness fades, and Nox opens his eyes to find himself chained to a stone table. Rune engraved stone walls, with suspicious dark spots on them, cage him in. They seem to loom over, creating a feeling of being trapped. His head turns, and a knife descends-''

The memory cuts off as footsteps approach. Turning his head, Nox smiles to see that Messer has caught up.

"By the way, I wasn't lost. I was dealing with a Boarbatusk. I have no fuckin' clue how that thing got in, though." He was telling the truth, except for the end. He knew, but didn't want to worry the kid.

After all, these are his demons.