Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26972097-20160314164243/@comment-11163511-20160318164424

Bane held Adam's hand and softly patted. It's a bit rare these days to see such mannerisms, for the customs have pretty much fallen out of fashion and what's even more sad was how many aristocrats have become spoiled and selfish. "Naw, naw. 'tis gran' so. Jist a title, yer say?" He crossed his hands, poking the handle of his knife onto his cheek. "That's more than jist a name, laddie. It cums wi' deadly responsibility. Shouldn't oi pay respect ter dat? Trust me, you're not alone. Even a a dead loss romantic loike me 'as 'is role ter play."

"You're more fortunate than oi. Even though they nu yer as a monster, on de other 'an' they also recognize yer as de 'ero. Plus, yer earned de place from yisser auld pair. oi'm sure ye'd 'av a juicy sturdy stan' knowin' aboyt it growin' up. oi didn't nu oi 'ad a destiny before gonna dis school an' waaat makes it worse, 'tis not from someone oi nu." Surely if any of his past words may have tapped into some personal matters, it would only be fair if he shared a bit of his story.

"An' Beauty's a fadin' ting, 'tis de 'eart dat counts. Thar's every combinashun in between, after al'. Beauty withoyt kindness an' kindness withoyt beauty. It goes on an' on." He shrugged, giggling a bit.