Roleplay

When they landed outside the Keep, Questionable turned back into human form. "Listen," Questionable said, looking very distracted, "Have you ever heard of the Beast? Probably not, as this was before you were born. Either way, you should learn about them. Here, read these." Questionable pulled out a folded newspaper article from his pocket. It was dated from about 20 years ago. [quote name= TheBeastStrikesAgain] Today, the infamous serial killer known only as the Beast claims their 13th victim. While many serial killers have a certain type of victim they like to go after, the Beast has no noticeable patterns in their killings, leading some to believe they are a monster. However, the police think this is unlikely. "The murders are too well planned, the bodies too well hidden," says Phoenix Winston, the detective in charge of the case. More details soon to come. [/quote] Questionable looked very nervous. This was the first time Aurum had seen him look even remotely unsettled. He took a deep breath, and walked towards the doors of the Keep.

He sniffed the air, it smelled familiar. like... Aurum and questionable. They added a cell just for him, and it required no guard, but here was a ticket out. He put his ear to the floor, and he heard footsteps getting closer and closer. He was to tire to use an illusion. He looked down at the ring, he could effortlessly grow a plant, so that's what he did, he made a path of plants to his cell, and hoped for the best.

After checking in to the Keep, they were allowed to go see the Beast, although only if they left all their weapons behind. Questionable wasn't worried. He didn't need any weapons for what he was about to do. They were given directions to the cell; it was on the bottommost floor. Questionable and Aurum walked in silence, not saying a word to each other. When they arrived, they saw a single man sitting in a chair, staring at them. While he couldn't have been older than thirty, his brown hair was already greying at the ends. His pale yellow eyes watched them with almost a sort of detached amusement, like he didn't take their presence seriously. The most intriguing feature about the man was the mess of scars that was the right side of his face. However, perhaps the most thing feature about him was his striking resemblance to Questionable. Sure, he looked older, and in the undamaged parts of his face, maybe a bit more handsome, but it was there, no doubt about it. Questionable looked at him, a sort of distant sadness in his gaze. He opened his mouth to speak, his words heavy, like they carried a great burden. "Hello brother."

they did not notice. He slumped, time to take it up a notch. he focused on Aurum, sending a vine up his leg that tugged gently in towards his cell.

Questionable stared at the monster his older brother had become. He didn't look like himself. While he hadn't seen him since he was arrested almost twenty years ago, he looked almost the same as during their fight, when... no. He wasn't going to think about that. That memory still hurt too much. "Why haven't you escaped yet?" Questionable said, looking around at the lack of chains. "There's an alarm that triggers if I get too close to the wall, he responded. Also, they're giving me a drug in my food that prevents me from shifting. I've tried to starve myself to get rid of it, but you know me." Questionable looked at the glass surrounding his brother's cell. "Fine." Questionable said, suddenly beginning to transform into his true form. He stabbed his tail barb into the glass, ignoring the alarm that started to blare. The acid-like venom began to eat away at the glass. Then, using one of his powerful hind legs, ripped the entire segment of plexiglass off the wall. Hearing heavy footsteps from all directions, he grabbed his brother, pulling him out of the cell. He began to fight the guards that surrounded them, trying not to kill any of them. After only a few minutes, though it felt like hours, they had made it all the way to the exit.

He looked up, it had worked. "I have no clue, do you have your dagger?" He frowned when Aurum said no. He was tiered, to tired to use the ring even. That's it, the ring, but, he could not use it. Grin knew it was risky, but he had to trust Aurum, for both their sakes. He took of the ring, and handed it reluctantly to Aurum. "use this."

Questionable stared at his brother. The two had taken shelter in another one of Questionable's hiding spots. "For the past twenty years," Questionable said, looking almost angry, "I've wanted nothing to do with you, Devour." "And yet," came the reply, "In your time of need, look who it is you turn to." Questionable didn't know how to respond to that. For the past twenty minutes, Questionable's brother, Devour, had said almost nothing to him. Perhaps he was still mad after- Questionable silenced that thought. Suddenly, he thought he heard the door creak open, he stood up, ready to kill whoever set foot in the small room, but it was Temptation who opened the door. When he saw Devour, he gasped. "I- I thought you wouldn't go through with it. This can't be real." "Well it is," Devour replied, no hint of emotion in his voice.

For the first time since that day, for the first time in twenty years, we're all together. Questionable thought to himself. I never thought I'd live to see this day. All of a sudden, he heard a commotion outside, and flung open the door. The first things he noticed were vines, a lot of vines.