The Throne... Roleplay Thread

A: Hey , thanks!
A:…
A: Do you know about the Cult?

Not yet… But… I sort of want to know more.
I just cannot shake the feeling that all the rumours about the evil have been mis-spread to cause fear.

Did I… Say something wrong Andrew?
I…I just want to learn. I want to hear the truth so I can be the judge.
So I don’t have to listen to others, I can listen to those around me and learn!!

(YOU CANT HANDLE THE TRUTH)

A: Those rumours. They are not false. At least , not entirely , if i’m correct.
A: The Cult. They are a horrible people. They’ve been for thousands of generations , forcing people to worship their gods. Andem , Firdos , Incantate, Nix… But due to… unknown reasons , only Mithras , the god of Sacrifice , and Corax , the god of Darkness , remain.
A:The 10th generation of the cult , however, it was the cruelest of all. They… they went to my house. They killed my mother. They nearly killed Abigail , and now she has a terrible monster inside of her. They killed Jaffar, the Royal Physician. They killed my best friend Natalie.
A(weeping): DO YOU SEE THIS?
A red mark appears , glowing in the complete darkness. It is a sign of Mithras.
A: Even the damned gods are disgusted! I have to fight with another ally for their entertainment and empowerment!
A: I am the leader of the 11th generation of the Cult. But. It’s different. No more unnecessary pain. No more mass murder.

A: I’m not a member of the Cult. I’m a member of the Movement.

Y…Youre a member of theirs.
So I was right!
It’s lucky this place was darkened…
Or else, who knows what may have happened.
What’re your plans?
What do you want with me…?

Reginald feels a burn on his arm while at the bar. “Son-of-a-bitch told someone.”

Tick tock tick tock, the clock is heard once again

Reginald runs to the castle and runs into the throne room. “Nephew, ahem, your Majesty, I would like to request an arrest of a man named Andrew.”

A: Do not compare me with those murderous scum.
A: I want nothing from you. Killing does not “save” anyone.
A: My time is limited. Despite my 20 years of age , the Reaper is already onto me.
A:Sigh Interpret this as you want.
The room lightens to its happier state. Andrew is nowhere to be found. All there is on the floor is a paper marked Information Sheet.

Kathrine is there “falone is out I’m sorry I will have to do. What was the name?”

Alex takes the sheet and reads it
Andrew… Please come back. I don’t care that you’re a member, you’re my friend anyway.
All I want it to talk and learn of your wisdom…
I’m thirsty too… I just want whatever you like to drink, I’m not fussy.

“…Andrew. Claims to be an observer. I have information pertaining to the fact that he is a member of an evil cult. I have (somewhat) proof.”

(insert fanfare)
(You gained the Info sheet boi , just say)

(Info on [character])
And i can give you the inscription on the sheet

“Sir present this proof. I just talked to him and he seems 100% legitimate.”

You hear muttering downstairs.

Listens to the sound and walks towards it, just wanting Andrew to be safe

tick tock tick tock…

Reginald pulls up his sleeve. The mark of Mithras is clearly visible.“I was a cult leader once. My brother and I ditched the cult once I found out what it truly was, but not before I did horrible things. I caused the death of an entire family, save one, and killed a young paladin by the name of… Nancy or something. Every other member of that cult is dead, and this mark burns when someone enlists someone else. Andrew is the only former member besides me that I know of that is still alive, and the mark just burned. But I have another question to ask you.”

“I have reason to doubt you. i need additional proof. And what is your question?”