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	Control. Control over an apocalyptic power
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	"That can't end well..."
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	No, it cannot. Makes it harder now that you guys are close to it
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	"I'm sure we can handle ourselves."
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	I hope so. *Mortar lets out a long sigh*
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	"Don't worry, comrade. Shall we take the fight to them?"
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	No, a third party came and is trying to stop the fight, myself included
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	"Ah. That is fine. If you ever need assistance, though..." ~He gives you a small bell~ "You know what to do."
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	Yeah, I think I do. *Mortar chuckles* Well, let's not worry about that, let us celebrate!
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	"Hahaha!" ~All of the knights cheer and laugh~
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	*Mortar takes out a liquid with a milky white haze*
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	~The knights are all still cheering and laughing, speaking of their triumphs~
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	Alright, let's see if this is as good. *Mortar chugs down the bottle* HOLY SHIT THAT'S GOOD
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	"Hahahaha!!!"
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	You wanna try some?
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	"Sure!" ~The valiant knight takes the bottle and drinks~ "Oh my! This is...WOW!"
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	Yeah, it's tasty. You may need to distill it a little more though
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	"Yeah. Maybe."
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	*Mortar swigs down a large water bottle*
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	"Heh. I'm fine."
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	Oh, okau
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	"Yep."
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	So... how'd you kill the demon?
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	"Our group was traveling along, minding our in business, when the massive creature approached. It roared violently, and I ran up to combat it, with my friends Solaire and Pate close behind. We downed the beast, and as it was about to release a wave of flame, I drove my sword into its head."
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	Oh, that is awesome. Sounds like when the deity and I killed my dad
 
										 
					 
		    