
Talyc Reaper
Alias: Ghost, Baba Yaga
Mood: Indifferent
With: No one
Talyc shook his head as if he was broken from a trance. He looked towards the clock and let out a sigh. A few hours had passed since he first entered the room. "If I pretend you didn't come or I didn't see you... then I would be a liar." He turned to face Emilia, tilting his head slightly. He knew her opinions of him, the others had figured just as easily as he did. "But an honor to be noticed by the Royal Guard at all, even with low opinions of me." He gave a shrug and a slight chuckle. "I tease. By far your job is much harder than mine. Maybe more dull at times. But much harder none of the less." Giving her a slight bow. "But to answer your question I won't tell anyone if I saw you. But if asked by the King or Queen, I will not lie." Moving from his position he walked around the Guard. It was true, her job was harder. But he had done impossible a few times, though he denied any involvement in such massacres. "You are searching for something though." He began to look around the room before coming full circle to his starting point. "How is the trial by the way? I have odds on an execution. I like something classy. Crucifying is always interesting, the body killing the host due to fatigue." Chuckling he turned back to Emilia. "Heard the person called a Guard a liar. Not something taken lightly."