Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-26545097-20170207025719/@comment-26545097-20170222040045

Salem: (is still trembling as he cries into his arms. He thinks of the days and nights he spent in the dark room Serpentine always used to punish him if he disobeyed her, ever since he was old enough to understand orders. This brig felt the same. Dark and cold. Now all he needed was for a giant snake to sneak in and beat him up. He thinks to himself) You did it again you monster. One of the few times you gain another's trust, you ruin it. Maybe the world would be better if you never existed at all.

(In Cargo Hold 6, the crystal that Salem left on the crate and next to his satchel is now glowing a soft blue)