10-23-2019, 03:35 PM
V u l g a r i S
He remembers warning Wolfbane of the trouble to come, when Leliana’s magic had at first consumed her. He knew very well that his brothers could perish beneath the weight of her wrath and they only had him to blame for it, back then. Would every war be the result of some mistake he had made, he wonders? The tired king nods when his friend asks if he remembers his vow and it comes to him as clearly as this moment.
Vulgaris frowns as his friend tries to explain whatever dwells within him but he can only begin to understand. Was it anything like the curse his family bore? Was it something much darker than even that? But he does not pry, choosing instead to let him continue to speak his mind comfortably. A slow sigh leaves him as Wolfbane asks only for a bit of time to make things right once more. His faith in his friend is eternal, but he does not know how well the rest of Tephra might take to such loyalty. After all, they had burned together when they last tried to tangle themselves with Loess.
He watches as his wife speaks up, her voice gentle and soothing like clear spring water. She had, after all, plucked Vulgaris from death and cleansed most of the darkness inside his heart. Leliana had faced a plague and lived to speak of it. His belief in her could dwarf even his bond with Wolfbane, he knows.
“Tephra will not move against Taiga for now. We want only peace for our people. So long as we are able to maintain that, we will initiate no wars and issue no challenges,” he says finally, though he worries if others will do the same. “I believe in you, Wolfbane. I know in my heart you will do what is right for everyone.”
His sage green eyes watch him, though they remain kind and unthreatening as he speaks. Part of him wonders what measures Wolfbane may go to in defending Loess from threats both beyond its borders and within, but that is a conversation for another time. Instead, he chooses to focus on matters they can solve in the nearer future.
“But what of this force, Bane? How can we help?”
Vulgaris frowns as his friend tries to explain whatever dwells within him but he can only begin to understand. Was it anything like the curse his family bore? Was it something much darker than even that? But he does not pry, choosing instead to let him continue to speak his mind comfortably. A slow sigh leaves him as Wolfbane asks only for a bit of time to make things right once more. His faith in his friend is eternal, but he does not know how well the rest of Tephra might take to such loyalty. After all, they had burned together when they last tried to tangle themselves with Loess.
He watches as his wife speaks up, her voice gentle and soothing like clear spring water. She had, after all, plucked Vulgaris from death and cleansed most of the darkness inside his heart. Leliana had faced a plague and lived to speak of it. His belief in her could dwarf even his bond with Wolfbane, he knows.
“Tephra will not move against Taiga for now. We want only peace for our people. So long as we are able to maintain that, we will initiate no wars and issue no challenges,” he says finally, though he worries if others will do the same. “I believe in you, Wolfbane. I know in my heart you will do what is right for everyone.”
His sage green eyes watch him, though they remain kind and unthreatening as he speaks. Part of him wonders what measures Wolfbane may go to in defending Loess from threats both beyond its borders and within, but that is a conversation for another time. Instead, he chooses to focus on matters they can solve in the nearer future.
“But what of this force, Bane? How can we help?”
In this shook-up, twisted world, I'm gradually growing transparent and vanishing
Don’t look for me; don't look at me
Don’t look for me; don't look at me
