-Watches her-
-Watches her chew it-
-Watches her throat swallow it-
-Yes-
-Living the dream-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Hmmm...
Well. I understand your want to go back. Wish I could help you do that.
You can be sure though that I'll do my best to assist you if you want it.
-he takes out his sword and lays it in front of him- This sword is much like my mount.
I know its' name. I know what it does... -frowns a little-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-sighs- Yes.
I know exactly what it means...
I've held this sword since I was 16.
It was my first sword upon coming of age to rule.
-seems sad- ... I am not that great of a man, Stephanie. I've made a lot of hard decisions for the good of the land.
To try and unite Britannia against the storms, and make sure that what I built would last.
This sword- has become a shrine towards the side of me, that shames me, yet I feel no regret for it.
Fionghuine means... Kinslayer.
I did evil deeds, for good's sake- Stephanie. And I guess it paid off. I was known as 'The Blessed' after all...
edited 10th Nov '15 4:55:09 PM by RegularDefender
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Looks down, all meek-like-
Y-you are a very kind person to say that.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I told you once before- I named my firstborn Drost, didn't I?
I had a half-brother named Drost, too.
In fact, I had two half-brothers.
Both younger than me.
My father's inheritance system- made the titles spread equally between his children- or as equal as possible.
I was first-born, so I inherited his primary title- the-then Chiefdom of Airgialla. Drost, the second-born... inherited the other county.
When I turned 16- I murdered him in order to have the county come to me. He was 15.
... -sighs- It isn't easy to justify murder but... I didn't want to go to war with my brother for his land, and I knew he wouldn't give in easy. And that would just lead to our soldiers- villagers, and all- fighting a war that would be difficult, and grueling. A lot of devastation... In effect, I took a shortcut, as I was the heir to his title- it'd pass to me, legitimately.
In my half-brother's honor- I named my firstborn after him. Groomed him to be my successor.
... -sighs- Then I managed to outlive Drost, still... illness took my son, before nature decided I had grown too old.
But- yes... that is how my sword got its' name. Its' first-blood was that of my half-brother. I imagine that's what the blood that this sword produces signifies- the blood of my dynasty.
edited 10th Nov '15 5:07:51 PM by RegularDefender
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-nods- Mmm... I know the feeling.
With how quickly I took land, I sometimes worried about who I could trust in my new dominions...
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