[During the return trip from the temple, Varis has been dealing with Portia's creepy magic book whispering to him like a creepy thing. For some reason he's decided that the best way to cope with it is to write the creepy shit down?
Nobody said that all of his ideas were good ones. A lot of voices he can't recognize. Most of them he recognizes as targets of his assassinations, and others are friends and family. It's kinda fucked up.]
( totally not going crazy or anything )
fuck
Nobody said that all of his ideas were good ones. A lot of voices he can't recognize. Most of them he recognizes as targets of his assassinations, and others are friends and family. It's kinda fucked up.]
( totally not going crazy or anything )
fuck