Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26268426-20170304040455/@comment-26840812-20170314021257


 * Descloizite smiled in pain

Desc: "I shall nah let th' petty excuse fer a jewel o' Mottramite come out again... Ye can count on 'im beig dead" said Descloizite coldly, but he showed pain with his face ans his face switche dto Mottramite's bruised and damaged facet

Mott: "Jet! Please, This is not about you being mad at me, or any of you for that matter. I am very much aware my mate about what I have done to your hope and loyalty... But just get rid of Descloizte, get rid of me! I am implore you, it is the best you can do in my suffering... There is a chance Purple Topaz might just leva eyou alone...but descloizite... he is stubborn... and no matter how much I try, How much I abstain from the composition that brings him up... I have used iit to much in my lifetime.. he can just come out almost whenever he wants... He is a danger to me... and all of you... Just shatter me already" and just as Mott stopped saying This, desc came back... Scared... He wasn't anticipating Mott to just be so willing to die