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<blockquote data-quote="Corinthi" data-source="post: 1233223" data-attributes="member: 8272"><p><strong>Roach, Human Male Cancer Mage</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: lightgreen"><em>You cannot allow this insult to stand. You paid the clergy. They know these alleys are yours.</em></span> The voice is incessant, buzzing angrily in Roach's head like a cloud of flies.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"><em>The alms were not taxes. They were to provide food. I protect them, but don't feed them personally.</em></span> Roach presses a hand to his forehead as he slides through the shadows. Those he passes don't acknowledge him, either because they do not notice, or because they know not to.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: lightgreen"><em>LIES! You can lie to others, but never to me. I know you, I am the devil on your shoulder and the darkness of your shadow. The alms are purely to ease your lingering shreds of conscience. Pathetic weakling.</em></span></p><p></p><p>*Roach had no response to that, and tries his best to ignore the frenzied ranting of his other half as he ponders how to best deal with this latest intrusion to his domain. Suddenly, he stops, straightening as best as his hunched form can. The corners of his bloodstained lips twist slightly in a bitter mockery of a smile.*</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"><em>Bait.</em></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: lightgreen"><em>Yes....bait.</em></span></p><p></p><p>*The hunchback whirls suddenly, rags fanning about him as he stalks back down the alley, sharp eyes and keen ears searching for any sign of his tender morsel, Jak. No good samaritan can pass up a chance to rescue a crippled child. Just gather up the bait, set the trap, and wait for the savior to arrive. Simple.*</p><p></p><p>*Deep within the dark madness of Roach's mind, a single chord of humanity resonates softly, threatening memories of a life before sickness. A life before disease. A life when such traps might be baited to snare some sort of animal for a simple meal. The chord is swiftly silenced by a malevolent thought coming from outside Roach's mind.*</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"><em>I wonder if the faithful taste like the gods they worship...</em></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Corinthi, post: 1233223, member: 8272"] [b]Roach, Human Male Cancer Mage[/b] [color=lightgreen][i]You cannot allow this insult to stand. You paid the clergy. They know these alleys are yours.[/i][/color] The voice is incessant, buzzing angrily in Roach's head like a cloud of flies. [color=red][i]The alms were not taxes. They were to provide food. I protect them, but don't feed them personally.[/i][/color] Roach presses a hand to his forehead as he slides through the shadows. Those he passes don't acknowledge him, either because they do not notice, or because they know not to. [color=lightgreen][i]LIES! You can lie to others, but never to me. I know you, I am the devil on your shoulder and the darkness of your shadow. The alms are purely to ease your lingering shreds of conscience. Pathetic weakling.[/i][/color] *Roach had no response to that, and tries his best to ignore the frenzied ranting of his other half as he ponders how to best deal with this latest intrusion to his domain. Suddenly, he stops, straightening as best as his hunched form can. The corners of his bloodstained lips twist slightly in a bitter mockery of a smile.* [color=red][i]Bait.[/i][/color] [color=lightgreen][i]Yes....bait.[/i][/color] *The hunchback whirls suddenly, rags fanning about him as he stalks back down the alley, sharp eyes and keen ears searching for any sign of his tender morsel, Jak. No good samaritan can pass up a chance to rescue a crippled child. Just gather up the bait, set the trap, and wait for the savior to arrive. Simple.* *Deep within the dark madness of Roach's mind, a single chord of humanity resonates softly, threatening memories of a life before sickness. A life before disease. A life when such traps might be baited to snare some sort of animal for a simple meal. The chord is swiftly silenced by a malevolent thought coming from outside Roach's mind.* [color=red][i]I wonder if the faithful taste like the gods they worship...[/i][/color] [/QUOTE]
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