Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24147026-20140404192732/@comment-24147026-20140417133950

Leucetius got his first real look at the Mole boy, or Bergen as he was apparently called. He seemed pretty up to par with what Leucetius was imagining; Lanky, tall, and incredibly dirty. With time, he could overlook these flaws, maybe mold the Mole into something deserving of respect and dignity. For now though, he supposed as far as first recruits go, he could be doing worse.

Of course, he wasn't going to let him know that. No, instead he began to circle the other young man, seemingly scrutinizing every minute detail of his person.

"If you must know, my name is Leucetius." He said almost as an afterthought, finding it more of a priority to see if Bergen was willing to join his so-called cause. "I feel compelled to tell you, if you do consider standing by me, you will not be entitled to anything;Aside from loss and the thrill of destruction. Nothing comes cheap in this world, and no actual change happens bloodless."

A few years of extensive research on military history had taught him that, and at the scale Leucetius wanted to try things, bloodless would become a extinct phrase.

He stopped circling the boy, standing in front of him, calmly reading the reactions displayed on Bergen's face. Leucetius knew he was running out of time to keep the others at bay, he needed quick results.

"Are you prepared to leave everything and be the drill that pierces this world to it's core?"