Anastasius Focht
"Forge.... not now..... I am really not in the mood for you........ I can fix her at no cost so....."
Focht growls between clenched teeth, still waiting for Kogashi to either hand over the sword or start fighting.
*grins at him*
Moods are for love and poetry..
I don't care what your mood is and I wasn't making an offer.. it was a statement of fact.
9-Lives
9 steps behind Focht and Kogashi, almost tripping over her own feet. Her body was trembling so bad in fear that she could barly stand
"Stay away from me Forge... I'm not your champion or apprentice."
Oh, but you are.. my apprentice that is…
Champion you will be, soon.. all gods need champions..
*Forge casts a spell and a tiny flickering light appears from his hand*
Recognize this?
*the tiny light causes an ache in Nine, she will recognize it as a tiny sliver of her soul*
I loaned you part of me.. I took collateral.
You’re going to get it back and I will get my piece returned.