[hr][hr][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/497419599919185976/588458630236471317/salem_crop_transparent_300.png[/img][hr][/center][Center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjQ0LjRlODg1OC5VMkZzWlcwZ1UzQmxiR3h0WVc0LC4wAAA,/flat-earth-scribe.regular.png[/img][/center][hr]Interacting with: [@Scribe of Thoth][@Hero][@Obscene Symphony]

Salem stood there, fist shaking in anger at what had just transpired. This was the second time that he had been manipulated by the royals using a mage as a tool. The more he was surrounded by these royals the more he began to understand how Aaron acted. How he would survive this break surrounded by them? If it was for the strong emotion of anger and betrayal running through him he would have sighed at the thought of having to spend more time around them. Unfortunately for him, strong emotions have the tendency to affect ones magic, it's more so with primary affinities, but this may have been an exception. As he nodded towards him. [Color=82ca9d]"I will definitely not be staying. I appreciate the offer and would be more than delighted to take you up on that. Would you mind if I invited someone else there as well? I need to speak to someone if possible."[/color] He spoke through gritted teeth, trying to remain calm as his tattoos began to glow faintly. The roots in his mask crept further and further into the mask, small cracks beginning to form in the porcelain on the surface.