[Cor barely looked at Verstael as he came back into the room, gaze downcast and unsettlingly empty after all the anger from before. This was not the man he knew so far in the future. More than that he knew better than to expect any kind of acknowledgment of his wrong doings. Asking the young man before him to be outraged or incredulous over his own actions as little as one year down the line was beyond his capabilities.
He'd known that when he came here.
But Regis saw fit to spend time with him so he had hoped that maybe, just maybe, there was some small sliver of humanity left inside him that would actually care about anyone but himself. It was foolishness.]
2-24 M.E. 725, Niflheim's army invaded the outer regions of Lucis, bolstered by your Magitek Troopers -MTs-. Regis and his personal Kingsglaive went out to meet the Imperial threat and make their way to Cape Caem to depart for Altissia. The plan had been to attempt to reestablish the Lucian-Accordo Alliance.
We barely made it to Altissia when we were instructed to return to the Crown City. His Majesty had to accept defeat. On 4-1 King Mors withdrew the wall back to the Insomnian ramparts. Leide, Cleigne, and Duscae were at the mercy of the Empire at that point.
Keycatrich was destroyed, presumably as a show of power.
[And now that he's let himself calm down, distanced himself from all of it, convinced himself that he may as well be speaking to a nothing more than a voice recorder for all of the response he will get... His voice is dull, tired and weary and as empty as his eyes. It's nothing more than a tactical report.]
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He'd known that when he came here.
But Regis saw fit to spend time with him so he had hoped that maybe, just maybe, there was some small sliver of humanity left inside him that would actually care about anyone but himself. It was foolishness.]
2-24 M.E. 725, Niflheim's army invaded the outer regions of Lucis, bolstered by your Magitek Troopers -MTs-. Regis and his personal Kingsglaive went out to meet the Imperial threat and make their way to Cape Caem to depart for Altissia. The plan had been to attempt to reestablish the Lucian-Accordo Alliance.
We barely made it to Altissia when we were instructed to return to the Crown City. His Majesty had to accept defeat. On 4-1 King Mors withdrew the wall back to the Insomnian ramparts. Leide, Cleigne, and Duscae were at the mercy of the Empire at that point.
Keycatrich was destroyed, presumably as a show of power.
[And now that he's let himself calm down, distanced himself from all of it, convinced himself that he may as well be speaking to a nothing more than a voice recorder for all of the response he will get... His voice is dull, tired and weary and as empty as his eyes. It's nothing more than a tactical report.]