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*Aethi had been lurking around in the Fortress for some time now. Slowly she had worked her way from the first floor to the lowest basement, searching for anything she could possibly find that would help Draeken. *

Why I am even down here I have no idea. I doubt he would have kept any record...

*She shook her head and opened perhaps the thousandth door with a bit of a grimace. Instead of finding a room that was filled with miscelanious weapons, artifacts, and books, she found a small room with a desk and chair. On top of the desk was a notebook of great size. No, not a notebook, but a tome. Curiously she sat at the chair and opened the massive book. After reading a few pages she blinked and stared dumbfoundedly.*

That man...Kept a log of everything he did?

*Slowly, the realization of what this meant hit her and she quickly began looking for the last entry. After almost a minute, she found it and read over it, then the page before it, and the page before, and several more in backwards order. What she saw amazed her. The complexity of what Truinthil had done to Draeken was almost mind boggling and according to the dates on the pages had been in the workings for over a year. There were lots of scribbles and tons of writing in the margins. The technique had been tested and failed many times on various animals and humans obviously.*

With all this...I could...

*She then spent the next few hours reading through it all over and over until she had memorized it all and thought she could create a counter-technique. She would then close the book and rush back to the BC as fast as she could. On her way out of the room, however, she noticed a small black orb that caused her to stop. It was identical to the one described to her that Draeken had used. Suddenly memories that werent her own flooded into her mind. It had been created to seperate instead of bind. Even before Truinthil was fully aware of himself he had been trying to escape. She pocketed the orb and headed for the pillar of light that served as the entrance and exit of this lowest part of the Fortress. It would only take her a minute to leave the Fortress.*

~Truinthil silently stepped up behind her, reading over her shoulder before he removed the mask from his aura. He remained silent though. His breathing was light enough so as to not even make a sound and his heart would only be slightly heard, if her hearing was that good. He had read the book himself once, though, why he did was beyond him. He had all the same memories as his original.~

~Truinthil just stared at her for a moment then shook his head.~

You're not supposed to be down here. How you even found the way down here is beyond me. But, so long as you don' use anything powerful you may have read in there against myself or my original, I don' care.

~He grinned then and motioned with an arm towards the door.~

There are other rooms down here that would have killed you. Maybe not the spells on them, but what is contained inside. Come. Upstairs is much more comfortable.

You seem to be thinking heavily on what you read. Most of it is pretty gruesome, no? Most of the magics and spells that Truinthil has created are of the murderous or torturous variety. I particularly like the one that makes a persons body do whatever command is given, while the persons mind retains complete coherentness of what is going on. The person would be completely unable to object to whatever they are ordered to do and would have to watch themselves do it.

~Truinthil chuckled lightly as he followed her out of the room. His eyes began to wander up and down her figure, though, and he couldnt help but grin at himself.~

Turn out like what exactly? Truinthil has turned out to be quite interesting and quite different from his original self in the old days. His wit hasnt decreased at all, though.

~He quit looking at her figure and began to walk alongside her.~

You are worried that you might turn out kind like he seems to be heading towards?

You choose your own path. He was bred of the evil within the heart of Draeken's ancestor. Eventually that evil became sentient and broke away from the original Draeken, but was soon contained, only to break out for short times two or three times. He has known nothing but evil in his life and being imprissoned within the original Draeken's mind only made him more bitter. It is not sharing blood with you, however, that has caused him to become more kind. It is the fact that he has never been in his own body and unchained for this long. The longest he had ever gone before was a week or so. Sure, there were times when Draeken became possessed by the evil within him and was so for years, but that was before Truinthil truly existed. You will turn out however you wish to turn out.

~Truinthil nodded and looked at her, waiting for a reply. His eyes once again could not help but wander up and down her body.~

Well if you are drawn to evil, thats how you must be. You do not have to become evil, though. Being drawn and becoming are two very different things.

~He smiled slightly at her as they made their way to the third floor. This was where his own room was, as well as many of the best sitting rooms. He would let her decide.~

Well. We are in a much more comfortable part of the fortress. Choose whichever room you would like to continue our conversation in, if you like.

~Truinthil followed her into the room, closing the door behind himself.~

Well, if it makes you feel any better, I think yourself is quite likeable. I'm sure people would call me evil as well, but for the moment, I seem to have little desire to do anything that one might call evil. I have no reason to. The original is merged with both the Draeken's at the moment, and if my suspicions are correct about what his daughter did, he will likely be very different. Until I can see the results myself once they are all seperated again I have no reason to cause the BC any harm. But I ramble.

~He stood not far in front of her. He looked as if his feet wished to take him to the bed and sit him down next to her, but he remained where he was, hands gripped behind his back.~