Return from Frostfell: Chapter 1
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*At the word Bitch Curufin stops dead in his tracks and turns to Zander*
"My blood will not be cooled so easily. If it is a fight you want, Zander, a fight you shall have. But know this, It is only when you have lost everything, that you are free to DO anything. You will not win this day. I will give you ONE chance and one chance only to take back what you have said. But if you don't take it, you will not see another day. I promise you this. I swear on the blood of people that you will die!"
*Curufin, as serious as anyone including Donovan has ever seen him, wait for an answer*
"My blood will not be cooled so easily. If it is a fight you want, Zander, a fight you shall have. But know this, It is only when you have lost everything, that you are free to DO anything. You will not win this day. I will give you ONE chance and one chance only to take back what you have said. But if you don't take it, you will not see another day. I promise you this. I swear on the blood of people that you will die!"
*Curufin, as serious as anyone including Donovan has ever seen him, wait for an answer*
Lost my train of thought.....
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Zander stops in his treck twords his bear and turns:
"Yes I will die, we all do. Yet anytime you desire to see if it your hand that sends me on, feel free to return when; you find whatever form the dark elven witch WHORE now wears, collect the genetalia she is holding for you, and re-attach it. I will gladly coat my axe with your thin elven blood and feed what little meat your bones hold to my Urgeth as a light afternoon meal."
With that said Zander smiles like a child in a candy store and takes a stance, ready for a charge.
"Yes I will die, we all do. Yet anytime you desire to see if it your hand that sends me on, feel free to return when; you find whatever form the dark elven witch WHORE now wears, collect the genetalia she is holding for you, and re-attach it. I will gladly coat my axe with your thin elven blood and feed what little meat your bones hold to my Urgeth as a light afternoon meal."
With that said Zander smiles like a child in a candy store and takes a stance, ready for a charge.
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*Annika looks surprised by Ian's words.*
"Man on man??? Zander is no 'man,' he is the Gaul and to be respected in his own lands."
*Annika turns her attention back to Curufin.*
"Please, Curufin. If you loved this woman, then you must live to honor her memory and see that justice is served, if it was indeed ignored. You will surely fall to Zander and your loss will be in vain."
"Man on man??? Zander is no 'man,' he is the Gaul and to be respected in his own lands."
*Annika turns her attention back to Curufin.*
"Please, Curufin. If you loved this woman, then you must live to honor her memory and see that justice is served, if it was indeed ignored. You will surely fall to Zander and your loss will be in vain."
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*Kidwynn looking closely at Drakes ropes turns to the group*
Curufin, Donovan, Anika...can you not see that this is all part of a master plan by Pentag? He wants us at each others throats and killing each other off so he won't have to. We are saving him some of the dirty work.
He set us all up.
Please stop. Curufin please go with Donovan and Corbyn to talk. I beg of you stand down. You jump, I'll jump for you are my friend and my commanding officer and I will NOT see you fall.
Curufin, Donovan, Anika...can you not see that this is all part of a master plan by Pentag? He wants us at each others throats and killing each other off so he won't have to. We are saving him some of the dirty work.
He set us all up.
Please stop. Curufin please go with Donovan and Corbyn to talk. I beg of you stand down. You jump, I'll jump for you are my friend and my commanding officer and I will NOT see you fall.
Dead pirate betrayed by Corbyn...ah well least I made him do his own dirty work when he killed me.
"You keep whimpering pup, yet I feel no bite! They will not interfere on pain of death, as will no one else. They will see to that. They are not so foolish as to anger and face a man that can fell 5 yetties at once with no aid. I wonder the quality of boots your elven skin will make?"
Zander looks at Annika as if heavily annoyed by her actions.
Zander looks at Annika as if heavily annoyed by her actions.
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*Donovan holds up his hand.*
"I was hoping that it would not come to this, but I cannot let one of my men fall needlessly in battle."
*Donovan turns towards the assembled Havenites.*
"It was our objective to ensure Annika's safety and that her betrothed would become the new Gaul. It appears that our work lies unfinished."
*Donovan turns back towards Zander and his ring of men.*
"Phoenix Guard! Your brother Curufin has been threatened."
*Donovan's face turns to stone as something within him shifts fully into place. His eyes are empty as he draws his sword.*
"Kill Zander."
"I was hoping that it would not come to this, but I cannot let one of my men fall needlessly in battle."
*Donovan turns towards the assembled Havenites.*
"It was our objective to ensure Annika's safety and that her betrothed would become the new Gaul. It appears that our work lies unfinished."
*Donovan turns back towards Zander and his ring of men.*
"Phoenix Guard! Your brother Curufin has been threatened."
*Donovan's face turns to stone as something within him shifts fully into place. His eyes are empty as he draws his sword.*
"Kill Zander."
One should rather die than be betrayed. There is no deceit in death. It delivers precisely what it has promised. Betrayal, though ... betrayal is the willful slaughter of hope.