[open] hunt or be hunted; magnus, any

[Sinner]

there is but one rule
hunt or be hunted

Truthfully, there is no such thing as being righteous. Many would beg to argue against the statement, but it is simply the truth. There is always a little darkness within everyone, even the most virtuous of individuals have a demon whispering into their ear. some days you can control the demon, other days it controls you. It’s always hungry, feeding upon the lust and longing. While the so-called righteous ones slumber peacefully, the demon never sleeps. It tempts everyone into crossing every line they have ever drawn. Testing you and haunting you. It will eventually turn loved ones into enemies all the while the demon consumes you whole. And he is that demon. The white face-scarred mare is the first to speak. His yellow-gold eyes flicker to her, ears twitching in her direction as she addresses an answer to his previous statement. A small smile lifts at her humorous words at the end of her speech. “All the wiser to be more aware,” he says in reply, allowing his smile to widen even more. Sinner made certain that he would not fall into such a category. The plague was not something he feared. It had made him stronger and given him an opportunity, just as he would further those more with the Sylva crown in his possession. Ryatah then asks about his co-ruler. Ah yes, I almost forgot, he thinks but doesn’t put too much thought into it. “Her name is Mary.” The hellhound does not give more than that. There was no reason for them to know information that would give them leverage. She may be the previous king’s daughter, but blood did not matter in this time of Beqanna. Perhaps to some it did, but he does not care for a blood-reigning legacy. Magnus then speaks up next. His attention draws swiftly to the buckskin stallion, meeting his gold-flecked gaze head on. The hound’s expression, a wide smile, remains on his canine lips as Magnus becomes more forward. The leader of Tephra truly does not hide his intentions, something Sinner admires in the stallion in front of him. But the information the Tephran was seeking would not easily be given. Sinner is not one to give away such information as it is within his own nature to keep within the dark of his true intentions and strategies. “I am glad to hear Tephra is doing well. It’s time like these that we all need to find our strength and band together” he begins, already his thoughts set in coarse of what he is going to say. “What sort of sacrifice did Warrick give?” The name rings of familiarity, but the politics of previous kingdoms and their dealings do not. It seemed important to learn of what sacrifice this Warrick has given that Magnus names he decides. He waits for a moment before speaking further to answer Magnus’ question. “Unsavory is perhaps what you might call it, but to someone it is entirely something else.” Sinner has found his place within the unsavory kingdom, even now he relishes in where the autumn kingdom stands now. Without its history he likely would not be where he is today. “My aspirations for Sylva are to see that we make it out of this plague. I only wish for those that call Sylva home to have a safe place to rest their head, to give them an opportunity, for them to feel that they have a purpose and belong to a place they can call home.” Well, it wasn’t entirely his aspirations. There was much more than that. The hellhound, however, just wasn’t very willing to slip the information out so willingly. That information was meant between those he calls friends (and even that was consider with a different meaning to him as well).

Sinner

the king of sylva

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@[Ryatah] @[magnus]