Hope | Love | Passion | Hate | Resentment | Envy | Indifference | Confidence | Insecurity | Greed |Desire | Optimism | Spite | Hostility | Kindness | Warmth | Intelligence | Experience | Trauma | Aggression | Gentleness |  Arrogance | Pride | Lust | Cruelty | You’re soft | You’re trusting | You seem honest | You’re humble | You’re cold | You’re closed off | You’re reserved and guarded | You’re unfeeling | You’re remorseless | You’re heartless | You’re inhuman | You’re frightening | You’re frightened | You’re devious | You’re unpredictable | You’re struggling | You’re lost | You’re broken |You’re disheartened | You seem headstrong | You seem difficult | You’re stubborn | I see hope | I see purpose | I see absolute conviction | I see compassion | I see a shining light | I see shattered remains| I see something familiar | I see a friend | I see an enemy | I see a lover | I see thirst for blood | I see malicious intent | I see pity | You’re pitiful | I see darkness | You’re unwavering | You’re pure | You’re noble

“Right. You’ve got two choices, Your Worship.” Krem stepped closer, though he wasn’t quite invading the other man’s personal space, but it was close. “You can turn around and walk yourself back to bed for at least the next several hours, and I will stand guard outside your door to keep people away. Or, I can carry you up there myself, but one way or another, you’re going to get some sleep.”

OUT. || don’t pretend like you know me.

~Stop... Az! It is... not... fair!~ he gasps, between bout of laughs and attempt to get away, but it is very clear he isn’t angry, or really trying to stop the game.

The old witch looked at the swarm of demons surrounding the two of them. Releasing a loud cackle of sorts, she turns her head to look at the other with an amused expression on her face. “Lad, how do you always seem to find yourself in such interesting scenarios? I fear you may attract bad luck.”

Hawke Approves +10/Hawke Approves.......... and probably falls asleep