Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20191209190957/@comment-8397818-20191217194520

Dion took the paper, but felt some disturbance coming from the Kriegsman. His eyes fell on his face and there he saw it. He saw the dreaded symbol of the Inquisition. He didn't stare at Hen's face as much as at the symbol.

He stood up, as if trying to create as much distance between himself and Hen as possible. But quickly took control over his body and senses. He was simply caught off guard. He wasn't ready for this. He was nervous for a few seconds but then he sat again. He did not understand Hen, not anymore. Was he a troubled Inquisitor, an acolyte? Or someone who simply escaped their grasp? Too many questions.

If Hen was going to kill him, he could have done so before. He chose to reveal ta secret. It would only be fair.

He put some force into it, but it was a far cry from impossible.

A voice escaped his lips: "Why?"