Bradhoc Browning

Bradhoc Browning (Lizard)

Simon

Script

Simon: *sighs, and produces a crystal, and begins to chant - the light starts to surround the lizardform, and Bradhoc changes back*

Bradhoc: *slumps on the floor, wheezing for breath*

Simon: Shameful... *finds a blanket and tosses it over him* You're too unstable to be useful in a traditional way. Not like your cousin, who was easily indoctrinated to the cause.

Bradhoc: *huddling under it with a glare* The cruelty of the Lunar invaders.

Simon: Cruelty? Cruelty doesn't have meaning to such a being as yourself. You were an enemy to your own. Perfectly willing to sacrifice other humans to get your way.