Varsele: Corvo, Damned And Deranged

[Demotheus 651]

Daniella blinks at the news that her family is hunting Corvo...

 

1k Minas...

 

Minas...

 

she nods, walking off, grinning slightly and shaking her head. nope...not me...that's right...I don't have a thousand minas...

[Tsuyose 3285]

A small smile forms beneath Vorroch's blackened mask as he narrows his eyes, shaking his head slightly as he murmurs to himself. "Corvo, Corvo, Corvo.." He would then turn, eyes flicking across new Malinor. His robes held the stench of rotting and death as he began to walk, removing himself from the scene.

[Yoff 328]

Vane looks to the poster, grasping his chin with a smirk. Chuckles emanate from his closed lips, but audible all the same.

 

"I guess he's finally pissed Art enough." The words come quietly from his mouth, looking over his shoulder at the same time.

 

He clasps both hands together underneath his long sleeves, standing upright. He advances away from the poster in a steady pace.

[Netphreak 510]

'Battou' Pherak scans over the paper on the board, his red eyes flickering slightly as he raises his hood.

 

He shrugs saying "This won't change things." He would walk on without a worry.

[Ventai 291]

Corvo's eyes slowly drift towards the poster, A small grin forming onto his face, His lips let out a small yawn as his small hands head into his pockets firmly. "Heh... Wouldn't be the first time I suppose. Well... I at least hope they will provide me with some, Minor amusement for awhile." Corvo speaks softly, His right hand raising upwards towards his hair, Brushing it backwards gently. "Hmm... Well, In anycase.-" Corvo's grin widens as his pupils dilate and color themselves in a jet black. A red glow appearing around his eyes. "...Let the hunt begin~" He speaks, A chuckle escaping from his cold lips as he takes small steps forwards, Continuing onto his merry way.

[asianaidan 4]

Gythia looks at the poster, she knees and begins crying not knowing what to anymore."WHY!?"she says continuously.

[A Bunch of Mimics (Knyghtfalcon) 88]

Loche stares at the poster, letting out a deep sigh and thinking back on the thousands of people he's kidnapped and murdered, some times tortured or eaten as well. He scratches his fangs, picking out a piece of Elven flesh from between his teeth and tossing it off to the side. "Pffft... Mist'a Corvo, silly, you gotta be secret about it! You can't let them know you murder and kill people! You got'ta be sneaky or this stuff happens." He giggles, turning his head and spotting a little Elven child which would be his next meal. He skips away happily without one single f*** to give.

[tnoy23 202]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.