(http://i.imgur.com/QMjzl.png)<br/>❝<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">T</span></strong>here is no such thing as a happy ending.<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">O</span></strong>nly a more dreadful tale takes its place. ❞<br/><br/>He let them talk amongst themselves not really wishing to talk unless spoken to. Apostle disregarding the glare she had given him seeing it as just a lack of trust, but who could blame them for thinking him as a liability. Just looking at him would give that vibe towards the large weapon carrying swordsman. It was a contempt feeling for him though trust had been through out of the window before he'd met them for his their own safety as well as his own. The less they would care of him the better off each would be. That was his mindset on the matter of friendship as well as long term companion. Apostle quickened his pace not gracing Sierra with his attention, though the image of her stare felt as if daggers stabbed him across his back. As they walked through the marsh he picked up on his fearless leader tell him the reasoning. It was better to explain himself now then wait later on. Without turning her way he spoke boldly.<br/><br/>"I say such because my trust for others is limited. We all are not on the terms to develop such bonds. It is written on each and ever one of our bodies, and even how we see each other as an individual. To you I am nothing more then a brute with the IQ only meant to swing a sword and fight, yet unbenounced to you the stereotype you give me from the lack of willingness I hold to put my faith in you." His guard was down as he spoke from his heart as he started into the emptiness of the fog. "A beast that must be looked upon from a safe distance, or it will devour you. Put your trust in a beast? Can you all do that?" Once the leader had said to stay alert he did the very opposite relaxing a bit. With everyone on edge one needed to be calm and collected if something went wrong. Lazily Apostle reached behind him taking hold of the lumbering sword of solid iron. If the were close they cold see the edges of the blade were dull and could not cut something so easily. "It is probably just a small mammal or something like that."<br/><br/>He took hold of the egg like pendent around his neck and stared at it for a minute observing if it would do as it always did. One of its eyes that had been arranged at random opened up slightly as if woken up at stared with a blue eye. He still had no idea what to do with this thing. Long ago the details were that at the time he needed it the most his wish would come true.<em>'No matter what I cannot get my wish.'</em>Once he let go of it the fog had gotten much more thick. His already limited vision gave him trouble. "Damn it..." He said looking around  His blade In a ready to swing motion.<br/><br/>When Sierra said something about danger he turned around to see the dark shadow of the creature. He did not even swing inside he throw his weapon as if a spear toward in the monsters direction. He had to get his armor ready if not he would be open. Along his back of his clothing a black substance covered his body slowly forming the plating along his arms and thighs, as well as the other parts of his body. It looked like simple magic, but the armor was apart of his body since the first time he wore it. It had not fully formed so the the only piece missing was the helm. Apostle was now ready to take on the threat his group faced.