Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-7390107-20181030111944

Unfazed by Ciaran's threats, Tyberion kept locked look on him. With the same cold demenor Tyberion spoke again "Death threats mean nothing to someone who's already dead. It's normal that you have no records of me, because all of them are erased or locked for 72 years now." Pausing for a moment Tyberion's gaze was now completly directed towards Ciaran. "I'm Tyberion The Deathwalker, a Death Specter erased from his Chapter, hunting down the thing that made me a living dead. I can come with you now for we may have a same goal and same enemy to kill. But know this, if i dont fulfill my mission here, i will continue on, alone, to find and kill him or die trying." Tyberion finished his sentence, as many scenarios flashed trough his mind. Knowing that taking on a full Kill team as of first would be suicide, bringing an unhonorable death, and second wpuld brand him a traitor for all eternity. Although not planning to do so he joined this team, small brotherhood something he hasnt done in many many years.