<div class="floatleft">(http://www.theshiznit.co.uk/media/2015/April/AvengersGrimm1.jpg)<br/><strong><strong>Character Name/Alias</strong>: Rumplestiltskin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Northern Continent, Russian province, Koschei's home<br/><strong>Current Action(s)</strong>: Recruiting<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Koschei</strong></div><br/>Rumplestiltskin laughed and clapped his hands admiringly when Koschei forcibly took back his mask. Apparently the necessity of incantations was necessary for at least some of his power to be used. Good to know. If he ever got out of line it might be simply a matter of sealing his lips in order to remove a great deal of his potential as a threat. "As impressive as I would expect from one that inspires fear in the people around them." he nodded his approval.<br/><br/>"You are entitled to your own judgments, of course. Surely the humble peasants that cower in fear at the sound of our names are welcome to judge us as beings to be feared, hm? I'm merely suggesting you exercise the freedom you possess, thanks to the power you wield. Why should you hide yourself, hold yourself back, live in shame? I cannot imagine a more miserable life...except perhaps that of being born with the powers of the cosmos at your fingertips, and only being able to use any of it when some lowly worm asks you for something." he sneered at the admission of his own humility of his origin.<br/><br/>"You'll see how right I am once you taste the fruits of power. Come; a great destiny awaits us." he did a light tap-dance and a twirl just to show he had a lighter side, or perhaps to indicate he was a little bit mad and that Koschei would do well to keep on his toes. "Have you ever visited the other continents? I understand the landscape is rather lovely. Broadening your horizons might cheer you up some, friend. But first, we must make further North for a small errand. I understand there are some wicked trolls being bothered by that pesky sun...I'm thinking I can offer them free reign during both day and night if they fall in line with my agenda. You may enjoy intimidating them. Imagine the rush of holding an eight-foot behemoth under your thumb and watching his friends all trembling." he grinned.<br/><br/>"Ah, where's my mind today, eh? I nearly forgot, there's the slight formality of entering into my enclave. I do require that my followers and allies agree not to stab me in the back. Or in the front, but nobody's ever had the fortitude to try that. Just that you'll follow any direct order given, and not be swayed by the pleas of those we conquer or slay. In return, I shall agree that, in your case, you may voluntarily walk away from this arrangement at any time without any retaliation on my part, or on the part of any of my vassals. Provided, of course, that you make a formal declaration of such intentions. Shall we shake on it, brother?" he extended his hand, tilting his head so as to have the effect of his unnervingly toothy smile increase even more.