Recent content by Cassius Amore

While swimming in his drunkenness he’d managed to get into the carriage rather elegantly. Perhaps it was the desire to impress, or the fear of what may happen if Gantri’s temper reached a breaking point, but he was cautious and swift landing on his seat. He quietly thanked the large Dreadlord...

Despite it being in line with his desires, Hail’s words were harsh. The guy knew virtually nothing about him and still desired to be given a different assistant. No, not even assistant. Cassius had been named lead of the operation. He sat up then, looking at his to-be partner with a small...

The silence had almost been comforting. A broken exchange between the least of amicable. Though there was conveyance of similarity in the deafening quiet. Cassius knew those silences well. At least this meant the young man didn’t know about The Split Incident. He sighed. He’d been so used to...

Cassius was lucky to not be able to show intense emotion in this moment. He remembered Hail. From that strange midnight. He was a curious Dreadlord, and if he weren’t upset he may even relish the opportunity to get to know him better. It was just, such a pain. He did not want to miss the show...

Assassination, espionage, no, it wasn’t so hard to imagine. Hail thought himself unique in the sense of invisibility. It wasn’t a common ability, per se, but he’d seen it (or not) before. Cassius cocked his head at word classified. It was smart to distrust him. Even still, it was bizarre. Most...

Quinn Mie Level 2 Dreadlord She was looking at him for quite a long time. She wasn't the one leading this distribution but in the same it was unsettling to have her eyes on him this long. He didn't detect lust or curiosity, just something apathetic. Which made it all the stranger that she was...

He felt it. He always could. That shift in demeanor that stated he’d spoken out of turn. It wasn’t rife with guilt like other times, but that may just be due to alcohol. Not that he’d feel it that much anyways. “I didn’t mean to imply you were incapable, or that you just attached-“ No...

Cassius had almost haphazardly gripped Elspeth’s arm, but paused before skin contact. Even in his stupor, there were things he couldn’t forget. Things burned into his mind. He reached further up. His hand connecting awkwardly with her dress fabric. It didn’t offer as much stability and he had...

He managed to push himself upward and maintain his stance by keeping his hands on the table. Cassius’ head was spinning so fast when he was up, but he promised himself he wouldn’t vomit. Or at least, if he was going to, that he’d do so before the entered any sort of vehicle or strode atop a...

What a goal. A wandering boon for all. Elspeth's idealism was one he could connect with, though his eloquence was fading with his sobriety. So he just smiled for the moment. One a loved one gave when hearing another speak on their passions. He hadn’t meant for it to come across that way. It just...

Cassius had long ago accepted his fate in life. He wasn’t one of the winners. The people who call the shots and dictate futures. He was one of the losers. Pawns that the winners used to further their own plots. It was a bit of a tragedy on his end, but he was devoid of emotion towards it. As he...

While being drained of much emotion due to his magic, he still found himself capable of empathy. Something he figured was also due to his odd brand of the arcane. Elspeth said a lot more with her eyes and pauses then expected, and he wondered if she’d meant to. Even drunk, he could see she...

Every Dreadlord had their own quirks. It also just amazed him how many he still hadn’t met. Hail was an interesting specimen. But many thought the same of Cassius, so. Whatever sent him to the wilds must have been dreadfully important. That was an exceptionally far distance from here. “You...

It was sad, wasn’t it? Or was it sadder that Cassius had not recognized the strangeness of his lifestyle? Neither thought crossed his mind as he’d temporarily drank away the existentialism, even if his words still dripped with it. He just liked the quiet. And people seemed to like letting him...

Well, this was curious. And quite bold. Cassius' hands drifted out of his baggy pockets and hanged limply at his side as he eyed the stranger. Such vague statements with the expectation of devouring a bizarre supplement. He rose an eyebrow to Hail. "Forgive me if this is rude, but I don't make...