The male in front of him seemed aggravated by his attempts to try to be nice, although it just made his eyes roll, it wasn't until he turned around and realised the bump "Alright..." He answered quietly and yet it seemed passive aggressive, but he didn't know how to react to the bump. He appeared to be scolded by Vivian's ranting, his eyes would linger on him yet again as he turned the conversation to Degare's property, it appeared that he was deep within the shit again, he had to get help from somewhere... Where was he gonna go?
The Remnomancer seemed to be fixated on the bump slightly as he was deeply concerned if it was a product of mageblight or weither he had actually been impregnated. He stared at the other male and frowned. "Well, I guess he's left us both in the shit, I guess he's just like the rest of them. Veir are willing to take advantage of other's for it's the way that society was built around them, if this society collapsed, they wouldn't know where to turn, they are too busy worshipping a god who doesn't even exist..." He sighed as he appeared to be angry, so much that he wanted to vent his feelings to the other male, but yet it wasn't going to be through conventional means.
His magic allowed him to show other's the philosophy of the mind and how certain events shape other's into what they are today. Only a mastermind of the Reverie could understand the memories of others through their pain, pleasure, hopes and dreams. He was a grasper of knowledge and a sharer of wisdom, perhaps he needed to share something with him "You want sleep so bad huh? Fine... But I wanna show you something..." He began to channel his ether, casting Mind Collision upon Vivian. Salen would remain awake as Vivian would be forced into a deep sleep.
Vivian was pulled into Salen's Reverie, a hall of mirrors with a labyrinthine structure, eventually the hall of mirrors would shatter and eventually pull him into a memory, where Vivian would witness an half-Sil'Norai with a hunchback, offering a platter of food to a Veir, he eventually has the platter slapped out of his hand, followed by angry inaudible ranting. Eventually, the Veir reacted aggressively as Salen appeared to be choking. Umbraplasm was being shoved down his throat as he could feel it worming around his soul. The male had succeeded and eventually the Veir threw his body out, thinking he was dead.
The fact is he survived the initiation but only barely as he was weakened. That appeared to be his day of freedom. A Mark of Nightfall, given to him out of spite.
The Remnomancer seemed to be fixated on the bump slightly as he was deeply concerned if it was a product of mageblight or weither he had actually been impregnated. He stared at the other male and frowned. "Well, I guess he's left us both in the shit, I guess he's just like the rest of them. Veir are willing to take advantage of other's for it's the way that society was built around them, if this society collapsed, they wouldn't know where to turn, they are too busy worshipping a god who doesn't even exist..." He sighed as he appeared to be angry, so much that he wanted to vent his feelings to the other male, but yet it wasn't going to be through conventional means.
His magic allowed him to show other's the philosophy of the mind and how certain events shape other's into what they are today. Only a mastermind of the Reverie could understand the memories of others through their pain, pleasure, hopes and dreams. He was a grasper of knowledge and a sharer of wisdom, perhaps he needed to share something with him "You want sleep so bad huh? Fine... But I wanna show you something..." He began to channel his ether, casting Mind Collision upon Vivian. Salen would remain awake as Vivian would be forced into a deep sleep.
Vivian was pulled into Salen's Reverie, a hall of mirrors with a labyrinthine structure, eventually the hall of mirrors would shatter and eventually pull him into a memory, where Vivian would witness an half-Sil'Norai with a hunchback, offering a platter of food to a Veir, he eventually has the platter slapped out of his hand, followed by angry inaudible ranting. Eventually, the Veir reacted aggressively as Salen appeared to be choking. Umbraplasm was being shoved down his throat as he could feel it worming around his soul. The male had succeeded and eventually the Veir threw his body out, thinking he was dead.
The fact is he survived the initiation but only barely as he was weakened. That appeared to be his day of freedom. A Mark of Nightfall, given to him out of spite.
