Post by galekxy on Mar 18, 2020 19:04:08 GMT -6
Lykos;Bloody Flanks | Jarl
When I see fragile things, helpless things, broken things, I see the familiar
Holmsa... that had been a tragedy for sure. He had not been involved in it, and really didn't condone it. Violence was necessary, yes, but maybe not to that extent. "I would agree with you that Holmsa is a tragedy. What was done there was terrible, but it is also not any different than what the Forged have been known to do for generations." The Forged had simply lost their way, became too entangled with Aodh. The days of great seemed too long ago, but they could come back again.
"I offer you all the greatness that War-Forged once was. You have heard me, but hear me again. You can help us redeem the Forged. You do not have to decide now, but there will come a day where you will need to. You'll see through the lies Hira has told you, and see the injustice she has done for the herd. I wish you all well, truly. "
Lykos turned to his Flanks, appraising them all, as well as all the new recruits. His chest swelled with pride at what they were achieving. It would be great, and all would see it. "Let's go, don't give trouble to anyone. We still have work to do." Lots of work, actually. Their ranks were growing by the day, and there was a lot of training to do. They'd be back to claim this land as rightfully theirs one day. He hoped that the gathering behind him would continue to murmur, to sow dissent. That was all he needed really, and one day it'd be enough.
"I offer you all the greatness that War-Forged once was. You have heard me, but hear me again. You can help us redeem the Forged. You do not have to decide now, but there will come a day where you will need to. You'll see through the lies Hira has told you, and see the injustice she has done for the herd. I wish you all well, truly. "
Lykos turned to his Flanks, appraising them all, as well as all the new recruits. His chest swelled with pride at what they were achieving. It would be great, and all would see it. "Let's go, don't give trouble to anyone. We still have work to do." Lots of work, actually. Their ranks were growing by the day, and there was a lot of training to do. They'd be back to claim this land as rightfully theirs one day. He hoped that the gathering behind him would continue to murmur, to sow dissent. That was all he needed really, and one day it'd be enough.
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