Nate Ver Sbratsis, billionaire, club owner, and quite possibly the heaviest smoker in all of Exicidum. He sighed and rubbed the side of his neck before looking over the railing, down at those in his club. How many years has he been here? He has forgotten so much ever since he came to Exicidum, one of which was WHY he came here. For now, he didn't care too much.
All he wanted to do was run his club and make sure that no one ruined the fun for his clientele. "Now then... where did I put my cigarettes?" He mumbled before going back to his search for the time had left until a meeting. Meanwhile, with Lord Jalos, he was throwing a tantrum. He was so close, so close to actually winning the civil war!
If it wasn't for those damned storm troopers of Libertas, he would have actually killed Loyas! It wasn't that long ago when it happened. He had his men set up all around the embassy, disguised as the staff. But, unluckily for his plans, Libertas had somehow caught wind of what was happening and sent their grunts to flush out the placements. Now, thanks to that incident, Loyas knew he was making his move and raised the amount of guards at the embassy.
Meanwhile, with Master Joan. ... Well, nothing to see here. Just Joan infecting some poor soul who had wandered to close to the dimensional breach he had came through. Now, if you will excuse him, he has things to do and it is rather rude to stare at someone who is eating.
All he wanted to do was run his club and make sure that no one ruined the fun for his clientele. "Now then... where did I put my cigarettes?" He mumbled before going back to his search for the time had left until a meeting. Meanwhile, with Lord Jalos, he was throwing a tantrum. He was so close, so close to actually winning the civil war!
If it wasn't for those damned storm troopers of Libertas, he would have actually killed Loyas! It wasn't that long ago when it happened. He had his men set up all around the embassy, disguised as the staff. But, unluckily for his plans, Libertas had somehow caught wind of what was happening and sent their grunts to flush out the placements. Now, thanks to that incident, Loyas knew he was making his move and raised the amount of guards at the embassy.
Meanwhile, with Master Joan. ... Well, nothing to see here. Just Joan infecting some poor soul who had wandered to close to the dimensional breach he had came through. Now, if you will excuse him, he has things to do and it is rather rude to stare at someone who is eating.
