Dark Times Ahead pt. 1
: A battle is transpiring between Bellmont and Burn. :
"You'll have to do better then that noble!" Burn says with a grin as he unleashes a pyroblast to seal the deal towards bellmont.
: Bellmont vanishes into thin air as Burn cocks an eyebrow, not expecting this move, the pyroblast missing him hitting the cavern wall with a thunderous smack. Bellmont appears behind him, the dagger sliding between his ribs, piercing his body :
"UGH!" Burn yells out a yelp in anguish as he is stabbed, and falls to one knee. He is defeated by the rogue officer of the grin.
- shortly after -
"Until you have proven your loyalty to the grin and the grin alone, you are not to step one foot into that cathedral... Crusader." The words echo through burn's head like a broken record. They burn at his conciousness like a festering cancer, eating him from within.
As much as he hates to agree with Bellmont, he is right. Until Burn has proven himself to the grin, he will recieve no help from them, and he will need all the help he can get. Fairbanks is still missing, and the cathedral is heavily guarded.
"RENAULT!" Burn screams with full force and fury, the ambient sounds of the swamps delivering the disturbing echo as rebuttle.
"Your life is spared... for now. I have been too consumed with my own objectives, that now I must focus on the coming battles ahead." Burn ponders his battle with Bellmont for a moment.
"That slippery knife-jockey got the best of me that time." Burn reassures himself and blames the cavern environment for his defeat, for his own pride. A pride so strong, that it may eventually become his downfall.
: Burn makes his way to a stump and sits down, conjuring a small flame within his palm, snapping his hand shut and watching the flame quickly dissipate. He reflects back to what the warchief spoke of, and such words are a scary reality, if indeed truth. :
"Feel, don't think. trust your instincts and follow your heart, it will lead you down the path you are truly destined for." Burn reflects back to Highlord Mograine's teachings.
"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?" Burn screams out to his former teacher, long gone.
: Burn collapses to his knees with his hands on his head, shedding tears. Something he has not done since he was human. :
"KEL'THUZAD!!! RENAULT!! I SWEAR THAT BOTH OF YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!" Burn pulls himself together, pulling himself to his feet.
"But... for now.. It is the grin's time." Burn forces a grin from his fixed jaw as he walks away from the stump, and deep within the swamp.
"Dark Times Ahead."
((sorry I used your character a bit there bell, but I didn't do anything that you didn't do during our RP. if its cool fine, I leave it but if you have a problem with it, let me know and I will rewrite it.))