Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-8397818-20170309215939

Varen looked around. He saw the confused faces of his companions, as well as the cold-blooded henchmen that stood next to Cain.

The Psyker knew that his party-members were looking for answers, and only he could provide them. He could not avoide Cain's presence, nor could he ignore the food and drink that was presented for them. This act of rudness would seal their fate, if not worse.

He looked at the food and found it foolish to think that Cain was going to poisen them, or use their hunger to fool them. They haven't eaten for a while. Varen had to be an example to the group, otherwise, they were doomed.

Varen took the fork and the knife, and started to slowly slice the grox.

"We are most honoured to be invited into your residence, Lord Cain." - Varen said looking at Cain while slicing the meat.

"And do excuse for my previous behaviour." -Varen said looking at his torn meet. "It is rare indeed to meet a man such as yourself. For us, mortals, Legends of your kind insipre... divinity."

Varen sliced a piece of the meat and put it in his mouth, tasting it, giving it some time.

Varen then proceeded to drink the glass of whine. Even though he was blind, Varen did obtain great manners at the dinner table, just like his House have taught him.

Finishing his meal, Varen used the table's shawl to wash his lips, smiling at Cain.

"Your chief has outdone himself." - Varen said with a smile.

"Though, if I may Lord Cain." - Varen looked at the table to let his sight rest, before giving the question and turning his gaze upon Cain.

"What brings you to this world"?