Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-35734779-20181213233331/@comment-37641686-20181214032555

-She'd stare blankly at him and a smirk would reside on her face. It wasn't malovent. no it was something completely else. For once, she experienced some form of joy, that she didn't have to murder another templar, that someone could understand the same pain of being born to a templar family and yet be attacked for their difference in beliefs.

"I'm sorry about the darts, even if you are immune to them. I simply assumed you were like the rest, I suppose I was wrong about you.."

"So you're actually.."

"Like me aren't you..?"

"I mean as an Assassin right?"

"How long have you been?"

-she'd try to avoid revealing anything about her past and would continue to bombard him with questions.