Benjamin Ya

Bradhoc Browning

Cecil Harvey

Simon

Script

Simon: *scratches his chin* I can silence the beast... if you choose to place your loyalties in the right place. If you assist me, I hold the ability to give you a permanent cure. I will give you some time to think about it.

Bradhoc: *distraught*

Simon: *glances over as there is the sound of voices in the distance* Portia and the others aren't going to help you now, Bradhoc Browning. *he turns around, flipping back his hood as he looks over his shoulder* Don't take too much time to decide. There's only so long left before I can’t help you anymore. *disappears into the shadow*

Bradhoc: *slumps against the bars with a tormented look*

-Meanwhile - in Cecil's office...-

Ben: Luccious.

Cecil: *spits out his kantal*

Ben: You said you wouldn't freak out! : O