Bane
Your shadows betray you
They serve me
They serve me
As Bane approached the edge of the Maw, he surveyed the volcanic landscape with a mix of curiosity and amusement. The difference between this and the impact crater Sah had explored was quite pronounced.
Noticing Sah’s intense scrutiny of the volcanic soil, Bane couldn’t help but let a smirk creep onto his face. “Well, look at you, all focused and serious,” he said with a touch of sarcasm. “I suppose the volcanic grit here is a bit more exciting than what you’re used to. First time seeing a volcano, or are you just trying to impress me?”
When Sah turned to regard him with a challenge, Bane’s grin widened, though his stance remained subtly defensive. “Oh, please, spare me the theatrics,” he said, his voice dripping with mock concern. “I’m here out of sheer curiosity, not to start a rivalry. You can’t scare me off that easily.”
He gestured towards the volcanic soil with a nonchalant wave. “The grit’s fascinating, I’ll give you that. Every place has its own charm. But don’t worry, I’m just here to soak it all in—nothing more sinister than that.” He gave an impish grin, extending his hand offering for the man to shake it. As if he were about to make a deal with the devil himself. "Bane. Bane Mortala."
Noticing Sah’s intense scrutiny of the volcanic soil, Bane couldn’t help but let a smirk creep onto his face. “Well, look at you, all focused and serious,” he said with a touch of sarcasm. “I suppose the volcanic grit here is a bit more exciting than what you’re used to. First time seeing a volcano, or are you just trying to impress me?”
When Sah turned to regard him with a challenge, Bane’s grin widened, though his stance remained subtly defensive. “Oh, please, spare me the theatrics,” he said, his voice dripping with mock concern. “I’m here out of sheer curiosity, not to start a rivalry. You can’t scare me off that easily.”
He gestured towards the volcanic soil with a nonchalant wave. “The grit’s fascinating, I’ll give you that. Every place has its own charm. But don’t worry, I’m just here to soak it all in—nothing more sinister than that.” He gave an impish grin, extending his hand offering for the man to shake it. As if he were about to make a deal with the devil himself. "Bane. Bane Mortala."
Pain is a teacher that never forgets
Etched in the flesh
Etched in the flesh
