Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617030930/@comment-11588669-20140624040219

"Oh you have got to be kidding me...." He panted, and dropped to one knee. His gladius was planted point first into the ground, the only thing keeping him from collapsing. "The only reason she came back was because of me..." Echion nearly glared at the Queen. "Troublesome child she may be, but she saved my life. And I hers. And I would do it again...she meant well, even if her actions," He drew a ragged breath. "Seemed to speak otherwise. I don't profess to know your laws or moralities, Your Highness. But I do know what is wrong and what is right. And that...was not the latter...but we don't have time to waste on this. Your people need defending..." The warrior attempted to stand, and toppled again with a curse.

"Damnit...by the Gods' wrath and damnation..." He cursed. Echion had no energy to stand, let alone fight. For the thousandth time in his life, he cursed being a mage-bane.