Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26426764-20170731205523/@comment-26426764-20170801202028

The blade was quickly sheathed as to not give people the wrong impression. Returning to her book, her attention began to waver somewhat as she glanced from the book to Bruce and back again. The instructions she was being given by Seth, if any, were far less obvious than the ones Bruce was being given from Doyle. Her glass of water was knocked over, her book began changing pages without warning...

Eventually, she had given up. With a sigh in defeat she put the book away and left the building. She was about to change her path and walk away, when she heard a voice that called on her... to challenge her fate again.

"Beatrix."

Her eyes shot wide open and she instantly got into a praying position. "My lord Seth, what will you have of me?"

"Stay alert. There is one in that building that wishes to harm both you and I. The Champion of a Corrupt God. Be careful, my Champion. Do not let temptation take you."

"I understand, my Lord." Beatrix nodded and stood up. For a moment, she considered whether she should return inside, blade in hand, or await her challenger outside - which would provide a much lesser risk to innocents. In the end, she had decided to wait.