Considering the Institute

[mordredeschain]

Sai, I ken well that ye have not the focus for more than one person, and sai Master is yet the main focus o' thy time. So ye will not be 'round enough for me to stay.

In any case, thy ka and mine be Outside. They will throw us out, ye know well that they will. For people are cruel, especially when they have a little power o'er ya.

And mayhaps worst o' all, they wish for ya to change the things that make me me, not just some poor hume with my name and powers! I am Roland's and the Crimson's only son, not some random foundling!

Comments

[thecrimsonking]

And who possesses the power to ward you away, Mordred?

[mordredeschain]

More folken than I would like, father. *There is little love and less hope in that word, 'father.' He's no fool, and with the pain of his life--and thus his madness--gone, he knows well that Red Daddy means only the end of all his choices.*

[thecrimsonking]

Know you this for certain?

[He hears, yet he chooses not to remark upon it.]

[mordredeschain]

Well enough. *Did not Red Daddy teach him that, by dragging him on when he wanted to sit down and die?*