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Charon felt it - the moment that Ralene began to slip. Air rushed into his lungs and blood to his brain as he surged anew, eager to flip the script on his aggressor. She'd put up such a good fight, and the look of suffering on her face was wondrous. She knew now what it was to live, it was high...

Fast indeed. Some old fool had shown up and started blathering on about "freedom" or some such nonsense. Charon didn't really know, nor did he care. Freedom was not a concept that existed to him. There was only pain and apathy, the high that came with the former, and the resounding deadness that...

Teeth glinted like shining daggers as Charon's Cheshire grin grew ever wider. How amusing: the only metal that had miraculously survived was the cuff around his chosen victim's wrist. "Ohhh, too bad. I was hoping you might get a few cracks in of your own, but I guess I'll be the only one doing...

Charon stalked forward towards Davi like a tiger cornering its prey. Karambits in hand, he snickered to himself relentlessly. Was the boy begging already? Charon hadn't even begin sinking the daggers into his flesh yet. Then that roiling wave of allomancy struck him, as well as every other...

Oh, how quickly things were spiraling out of control. Splendid. Simply splendid! Jaxan was trying to kill Liliana, some poor, dumb girl had just been immolated by...oh, what was his name, Zeal? Whatever it was, he was putting on a magnificent show. Charon could see the anguish on his face as the...

For once, Charon was not locked up, chained, bound, or left to isolation. The runed cuffs had only been applied to one of his wrists, and even then it was only to keep the monster in human flesh that was Charon from debilitating every single person present. That was for the best. Charon would...

This was not Charon's forte. He didn't do the acting thing, and he certainly was not one to play the part of innocent, doe-eyed child. Neither were his powers well suited to aiding any of his comrades in their present endeavors. What Charon was capable of, however, was recognizing that fact. He...

Wow. This guy really was that stupid. No guards, no ambush, just...alone. Defenseless. Ripe for the torturing. A promise which Liliana made the man if he didn't cooperate. Charon wondered to himself if a noble's screams would be more or less satisfactory than that of a common man. Perhaps he...

Charon had obediently hunkered down in hiding with Jaxan, and by Jaxan's suggestion, he awaited the moment that he'd once again be needed to cause some mayhem. From their perch, the initiate watched intently as Liliana's plan unfolded. Veten's apparent solitude immediately set off some deep...

Ahhh, now his freshly wrought protégé was already forming her own twisted ideas. As if on cue, the ogre finally collapsed under its and Charon's weight, the blood loss and trauma finally overwhelming the tired and tortured brute. If it wasn't dead now, it soon would be. "I'm not intimately...

Charon didn't fully understand why, but he knew that Delaney and Ignatius' words were meant to encourage. He feigned an approximation of a thankful smile as his excitement continued to dwindle and his calmer self settled back in. If the plan demanded that Charon wait with Jax for further...

"I-it's not really about the kill, Jaxan, it's what c-comes in between..." Charon managed. Already he was starting to revert back to his normal, more tolerable self. He awkwardly rubbed his arm. "Nothing else really...satisfies." Hobbies were all well and good, and the post-revolution proctors...

It would have been the least amount of pain the ogre had felt so far had Charon not been subtly boosting the sensitivity of every nerve ending in the brute's body. Charon gazed down on Ella from his impromptu throne of flesh and studied her movements, then watched the look on her face as she...

There was something about being soaked in the fresh blood of your most recent victim that generated something of a lingering high in a person. Or, at least, in a complete psychopath like Charon. Ignatius prodding would've been met with a blank stare in most circumstances, but as of now Charon...

A Cheshire grin spanned Charon's face as he drank in Ella's reactions. Her genuine intrigue in Charon's actions excited him. There was no disgust or fear or judgment on her countenance, only...curiosity...that same look that he'd known he'd shown when first he discovered his truest of callings...