Casualties of War (invite Blaze and whoever plays Yemma)

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Powerlevel: 7,200

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He turned upon hearing Adara's voice and his eyes widened upon being 'tackled' into a hug. He stiffened, not used to such affection. He wondered who the strong person that killed Adara was. Whoever killed her...he would avenge her whenever the Darksign decides to bring him back. She got off him and he noticed the hint of red on her cheeks and raised an eyebrow, 'was she okay?'  he wondered not sure what to make of it. He began to feel a heat on the back of his neck, The darksign was beginning to notice it seemed. She asked what the line was about, he decided to try and guess.

"perhaps, tis is the line of those yet to be judged. I know not where we may yet end up. I never thought I'd ever see the afterlife." He had no wish to tell her that there was a chance that he was going to be taken away from the afterlife by force by the curse he bears, he sounded somewhat tired when he said that last sentence. He looked at her again. "ye tried your best miss Adara." he told her trying to reassure her. "What reason was the war being fought about this one wonders," he asked wondering if she has any idea.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         The line moved a quarter of the way.

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Powerlevel: 7,200

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He listened to what King Yemma had to say and regained his composure. When he asked for his name he simply stated with a somber tone. "This one should hath been here a long time ago," he looked up at King Yemma at stood up. "Mine name, as far as I know, is Quin." he lifted the facemask of the helmet revealing his face. If Yemma were to look up his name, he'd notice that his name does indeed start with Quin, but the last 4 letters are faded out. "I know not mine own age...." he whispered with honesty but also with slumped shoulders as if in resignation at the fact that, while he did indeed arrive at the afterlife at long last, he still doesn't even know just who the hell he actually is. "I just...wish I could hath helped more..." he muttered, he just stood silently after that, wondering what was to come next, how was he to be judged?

He honestly doesn't know, and part of him feels...oddly scared, what an unfamiliar feeling that is, to feel scared of all things of something other than going hollow. He wondered, would that paper have his damned curse listed in it? Is this...his final rest? Though he did catch the 'first time' bit, he felt a bit worried about that little tidbit. Would the curse pull him back? He has no idea and feels honestly frightened about that. What if all he sees here is just a sign of him going hollow? The loss of memory was sign enough of that!

The Mark on the back of his neck starts to burn more, this time it got Quin's attention as he put his hand on the back of his neck, visibly wincing slightly. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         The Darksign sank into his skin.

He wondered if Yemma even remembers the ancient lost kingdom of Lordroth at all... He also wondered what Yemma's name is...