Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190408050855/@comment-33229352-20190508041422

Ishmael made a distressed noise and turned on his heels to look back at the image. "I don't like this." Way to go bud, you're really helping out. "Oswin has been with me for years. And Orphos is right. Like it or not, I'm responsible for his life, even if he's a cultist." He was interrupted from further monologuing by the sound of the door to Oswin's cell being opened. In strolled in the Jackal, followed close behind by the Eagle, the latter guiding a sluggish Bear through the threshold. As doped up as he was, the dog recognized Oswin's scent and slowly wagged his tail with an uncertain whine at the man curled up and shaking on the floor. The Eagle seemed unimpressed. "He doesn't look like a good replacement." She moved closer to Oswin and kicked him viciously, her boot connecting with his ribs with enough force to make him cry out. "He's not even fighting back." "You made the mistake of getting attached to the old one." The Jackal tutted. "This one is an improvement. He can actually talk. Smarter, too." He pulled out a tarnished blade and dropped it in front of Oswin, who winced at the noise. "We're going to give you some peace and quiet with your furry friend over here. You will kill him, or if he's alive when I come back, I will. And I promise you, it will not be painless if I do it. Either way, it makes no difference to me." With that, the Jackal walked out, and the Eagle kicked Oswin once again before following suit.