Tarrasqing a Question

[Atelos]

Atelos was taken aback by the bluntness of the warrior. He watched as the man seemed to size him up as the others seemed to glance looks at each other in distrust. Apparently they weren't used to Spartans appearing out of no where. Ugh...so insensitive. Atelos let out a small laugh and he felt Hades burning rage inside his head. The pressure gave him a major headache as he felt the God's wrath unleash upon Atelos' mind as well as the ever increasing power of the god. He heard an echoing roar on the inside of his mind as he was asked to tell his story. His hand rubbed his forehead and sweat began to drop from his head.

"One moment, I require some time to recollect myself." His headache began to relieve itself and he took a look at the people before him. They seemed to distrust him as he rubbed his head. He looked around and sighed.

"Very well, if that is required to gain your trust then I shall tell you." The Spartan leaned against the stable looking off as if he were recollecting a story or as if he was trying to remember.

"As you can see I was born in Ancient Sparta. My family was killed and I was honor bound to take revenge for them. That ,however, could not happen for that was when Omni took me. My destiny was bound to be here for some reason and I served Darkshire and I went on a quest. However, I think the fates have brought me here to meet you when I was sucked out from Silent Hill." The Spartan paused. He realized he might have released some information he would have been...preferable not to say. There was an uncomfortable silence.

"But I am glad to have been here and I am honor bound to you all and I hope you are the same.

He extended his hand to the tall man in blue.

May your courage be known on the battlefield. My name is Atelos.