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| − | Lorlan closed the door behind him and looked down the hall where a young maidservant approached. “How is the Duke?” he asked her and Elizabeth shook her head. “The healers are with him now. They say he was badly beaten.” Her eyes grew rounder at this and she swallowed. “Do you think maybe they were attacked by brigands on their way here?”
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| − | To which he shrugged, “it is hard to tell.”
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| − | “But who would do such a thing?” she said fraught with concern. “How is Lady Sorsha?”
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| − | This time it was Lorlan’s face that filled with concern. “She is not well. I do not think she knows where she is at the moment, she seems all but lost, and will not stop crying. She does not answer when I speak to her…she only whispers words now and then, she also calls out names…” he sighed and his eyes saddened.
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| − | “Names?” Elizabeth asked and then brightened, “maybe that is a clue. What names has she given?”
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| − | Lorlan shrugged, “well she has been repeating the same names… ones we know. I think she is calling out to them out of need, not despair… it is hard to tell. Three names keep coming up over and over…”
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| − | Elizabeth leaned forward expecting him to tell her and she grew impatient and waved at him to continue. “Oh yes… well Mathias obviously, she keeps apologizing to him. She has called out to Rathan... and then strangely Hexic’s name as well.” He shook himself back. “I do not know what any of it means…”
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| − | “Do you think maybe we should contact them? Do you think they may help her?” she asked quickly.
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| − | “I don’t know, let’s wait and see for a few more days. Maybe she will come about on her own.” Lorlan sighed and opened the door again and returned to her side. He took Sorsha’s hand in his and closed his eyes. He had been watching her cry for hours now, he hoped she would eventually find sleep and gather some strength.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Lycan Moreira'''
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| − | Lycan woke up and streched in bed lazily. He was feeling good for the first time in weeks. The ladies from the previous night had been picked up by Duke Hexic and returned to Qubel Lighthouse. No more negative energies filled him and for the first time in a long time he felt like giving life another try. He mourned his sister long enough and he would always miss her but it was time for healing.
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| − | He thought about his present life and the people he cared about. His family and friends, everyone that ever meant anything to him. Then he remembered the banquet night and what had happened to Sorsha. He was worried about her and decided maybe he should pay her a visit.
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| − | He got out of bed and took a hot bath at the hostel he was staying in. He then dressed and had a big breakfast. It was now time to leave and he fetched Luna from where he had left her the night before.
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| − | He then rode to meet Sorsha, hopefully she would be at her estate.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Lycan Moreira'''
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| − | Lycan arrived at Sorsha's estate and was greeted by Lorlan. "Good morning Sir Lycan, why do you grace us with your visit?"
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| − | "Hello Lorlan, I was wondering how Lady Sorsha is doing." he said simply trying to hide the worry in his voice.
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| − | Lorlan welcomed him inside and as he led the way to a waiting area he replied "To be honest Sir, I am worried. She is not herself and I don't know what to do about it but give her comfort."
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| − | Lycan frowned at his words. His instincts had been right. "Lorlan can I see her? Maybe I can help..."
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| − | '''Roleplay from Sorsha McDowell'''
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| − | Lorlan took Lycan in the direction of the Lady’s room and kept glancing over his shoulder at the noble with occasional worried smiles. “She’s right through here,” he informed as he opened her door and led the way in.
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| − | Lorlan motioned to the now vacant chair beside her bed, and then to the Lady in question. She had barely moved. They had lain her down in her bed, many cushions and pillows propped up behind her for comfort. And then Lorlan’s heart sunk when Lycan looked at her face and what he would see.
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| − | Her skin was pale, her eyes incredibly red from the crying, her cheeks stained with the tears she had not bothered to wipe, and her lips were swollen. Also she looked so filled with fear it was heartbreaking, as if she was on the brink of death and could see it coming for her. She did not look up when they approached, she just stared out and her lips moved as if whispering words here and there.
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| − | “She has stopped crying for now, but she starts up again with no warning. She does not seem to realize I am here, maybe you can make her see she is safe and home?” Lorlan asked with a hopeful look. “I am so glad you have come to see her, maybe what she does need is to see more familiar faces, ones she loves…” he trailed off and then slowly withdrew from the room, leaving Lycan alone with Sorsha.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Rathan Himoura'''
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| − | Rathan arrived with all due haste at Sorsha's estate, having heard what had happened. He presented himself to her aid, and was let in and shown to her room. Rathan nodded to Lycan.
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| − | The vision before Lycan was heartbreaking. He wasn’t expecting to find her in such bad shape. “Lorlan what happened to her?”
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| − | “She arrived here in that state with Duke Mathias. He has been unconscious since.”
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| − | “Oh you mean he’s here too?” he frowned and wondered what had happened since he last saw them at the banquet.
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| − | Facing Lorlan he put a hand on his shoulder “My friend, will you please excuse us?” Lorlan nodded and left the room.
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| − | Turning to Sorsha, Lycan approached her and kneeled beside her bed. He gently took her hand in his and whispered “Sorsha it’s me, Lycan.”
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| − | Sorsha’s eyes were distant and she didn’t react to his touch or his words. Someone knocked on the door and Lorlan walked in followed by Marquis Rathan. He nodded to Lycan has he got up.
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| − | Sorsha couldn’t distinguish between memories and reality but she felt someone touch her hand and then Lycan’s voice near her. She could hear voices around her, but again there were so many voices in her head, conversations she’d already been through. Moments in her life she wished she’d never have to relive again but she was… she was… and fresh tears began to slip on her cheeks.
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| − | There were new words and conversations she had never experienced though, and it confused her, and she couldn’t identify which to follow.
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| − | Another voice filled the room out of turn, “Rathan…” she whispered softly.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Rathan Himoura'''
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| − | Rathan walked up to her, and took her hand in his, leaning in close. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and whispered gently.
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| − | "I'm here. Thank the stars you're alright."
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| − | Sorsha could feel the warmth of Rathan’s hand on hers but she didn’t respond to him, she didn’t even look up at him. She was seeing a memory of him, as she remembered them so long ago, their first moment together when he had kissed her the first time and then she had left… she had hurt him. “Rathan…” she whispered again. “I’m so sorry.”
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| − | '''Roleplay from Lycan Moreira'''
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| − | Lycan watched as the Marquis approached Sorsha. She was still in the same state of mind but managed to whisper something to him. Lycna decided to give them a moment and asked Lorlan to take him to Mathias' room.
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| − | He entered room and saw Mathias badly beaten up. He sat in the chair next to his bed, he was worried about him too and needed answers, perhaps he would awake soon.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Mathias Ridder'''
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| − | Having heard a door slam Mathias began to stir. Slowly opening his eyes he noticed he could only see out of one. It would take him a few seconds figure this out however, but when he did realize that he could no longer see out his left eye he began to freak out. "WHAT! Why can I only see out of one eye!" Then taking his hand to his eye he realized that it was in fact just a bandage that was covering his left eye. "Whew...I was worried there for a sec."
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| − | Then looking over to his side he noticed that Lycan had been siting there, "Sir Lycan!...How long have you been there?"
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| − | '''Roleplay from Rathan Himoura'''
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| − | Rathan kept his face close to hers, and squeezed her land lightly.
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| − | "Don't be. Sorsha, what happened? If there is anything you need, you need only ask."
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| − | When Mathias woke up and started panicking over his eye Lycan couldn’t help but smile. “Hey there. It’s ok, it’s just a bandage.”
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| − | “And to answer your question, I haven’t been here long. Arrived a few minutes ago . Found out you were here too. How are you? What happened?” he asked with worry all across his face.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Sorsha McDowell'''
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| − | Rathan disappeared for her and she closed her eyes and gave a miserable sob. Then a new memory took place and she whispered too softly for Rathan to make out her words. She opened her eyes again, and this time there was no other response from her but for the emotional tears and soft cry from her lips. She was completely lost within a well of emotions she had kept inside for so long, so painful to her she couldn't function. She needed to find herself, needed to regain a balance within her. She needed to counterbalance what weakness she had with the strength she had built but she couldn't find her way.
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| − | "Shh shh." Rathan gently shushed her. "Its alright. I'm here for you. I always will be." he said kindly, and then leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips before standing.
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| − | "Rest, I'll go have tea made."
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| − | '''Roleplay from Mathias Ridder'''
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| − | Mathias lowered his head and then gave a slight chuckle, "Heh...well the easiest way to describe what happened is she beat the hell out of me. Now then as to why she is the way she is....I don't know."
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| − | Mathias then slid over to the side of the bed and attempted to stand, "How is she?"
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| − | Lycan’s eyebrow rose in surprise upon hearing Mathias’ explanation to his state. “Wow…Man, you must have done something….” He let it trail off.
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| − | When Mathias’ attempted to stand Lycan got up from his chair and helped him. “And honestly I don’t know how she is, I barely spent time with her yet. She’s... she just cries and doesn’t respond… I don’t know.”
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| − | '''Roleplay from Sorsha McDowell'''
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| − | Rathan’s voice receded from the room and it filled with silence. It was a few moments, and Sorsha’s memories faded. They did every once in a while. She looked down and blinked, she looked to her hands, and the tore skin and blood on her knuckles. “Mathias?” she called out but there was no answer. She looked beside her, and then it came back to her. She had killed him… She tried to get out of bed, but she was so weak, she took a few steps and then slunk to her knees, crying. “No… Mathias…” she cried and curled up on the floor unable to take the pain of grief.
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| − | Rathan re-entered the room, a tray in hands, a pot of tea and two cups on it, to find Sorsha out of bed and on the ground. He set the tray down and kneeled next to her.
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| − | "Shh. You're fine now. What troubles you?"
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| − | '''Roleplay from Mathias Ridder'''
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| − | Another smirk came across Mathias' face as he began to laugh, "Heh, boy did I ever..." was all he could say before trying to stand again.
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| − | "I need to see her. I need to set some things straight. I...I believe, that she thinks she killed me...and to tell the truth she got very close." At his attempt to stand a second time he again failed and fell back to the bed.
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| − | At Rathan’s voice, Sorsha curled up more. “Mathias is dead,” she moaned miserably, “and… I killed him.” She trembled with the guilt and tried to lift herself off the floor and looked up pitifully, “I killed him,” she whispered.
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| − | She seemed to think about it for a minute and then she looked directly at Rathan. “You’re not real.” She told him and reached out to wave the illusion away. But when she made contact with him she withdrew with shock. Almost instantly she then desperately reached for comfort and held on to his neck. He was real, she could feel him. “Help me,” she begged him softly. “Rathan...”
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| − | Lycan saw the trouble he was having to stand and offered his help. He took one of his arms and pulled it around his shoulders aiding him up. “Rathan is there with her now.” To that Mathias expression changed and he gritted his teeth “What?! He’s here too?!” Help me up and need to see her now!”
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| − | Rathan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
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| − | "You didn't kill the Duke my lady. He's battered, but alive. I've told you if you ever need anything, I'm here. Now I suggest you get back in bed and drink some tea, it'll do you a world of good."
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| − | "Indeed. I am not dead, but I am curious as to how you would even know I was injured." Mathias said as he waddled into the room with Sir Lycan's help.
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| − | "I would be a poor Lord if I didn't know my liege had been beaten by one of my vassals, and was recovering in a bed in my region, wouldn't I?"
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| − | "Fair enough...," said Mathias. "Sir Rathan. Might I have a moment alone with her...I do believe I need a moment to clear some things up." Said Mathias acting as if Rathan had a choice but in fact had none.
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| − | "Of course. But only a moment. You need rest as well."
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| − | Sorsha didn’t even see the door open. She shook her head at Rathan’s explanation and started to back away, to which Rathan picked her up from the floor and took her to the bed. From then on she stopped listening again and reverted back into her catatonic state. "I killed him..." she voiced again.
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| − | '''Roleplay from Mathias Ridder'''
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| − | With Lycan's help Mathias stumbled over to Sorsha's side and took a seat next to her. Lifting his hand he rested it on Sorsha's, "My Love...." he said now grasping her hand. "I am here for you...I am not dead..."
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| − | Again Sorsha had returned to the memories. This time it was of her and Mathias. She could hear his voice again. How she had loved him. She would have given anything for him but she’d had to choose between Mathias and Conrac. Mathias had told her to leave this time and never speak to him again. Her heart broke. She was reliving the argument they had that night, when she lashed out of fear and he struck her. This brought fresh tears to her eyes and then his voice returned. “My love… I am here for you… I am not dead.” The voice was tormenting her, making her pay for eternity for doing something so unforgivable. “No…” she shook her head. “You’re dead, go away.” Would she have to now live her days with not only Kaylan tormenting her in her sleep but Mathias too?
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| − | "Sorsha..." said Mathias then taking her hand in his and brought it to his face. "Can't you feel this? Can't you feel my face?"
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| − | Looking upon her Mathias noticed no change in her. She was but still crying and mumbling incoherently. Mathias then grabbed Sorsha by the shoulders and shuck her now screaming, "Sorsha! snap out of this!" then giving her a light slap to the face he waited to see if there would be any reaction.
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| − | Rathan burst back into the room and put a firm hand on the Duke.
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| − | "Stop. Now. You're not doing her any good. Go and rest." he said firmly, and it was clear he wouldn't take no for an answer.
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| − | Sorsha could feel Mathias, she could feel his face, but her mind was just not making the connection and then he slapped her. She blinked and then looked directly at him.
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| − | Then she watched as if in detachment as the door burst open and Rathan appeared. She was suddenly so lost.
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| − | “Where am I?” she whispered but they didn’t hear her because they were too busy arguing.
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| − | Lycan had been watching silently but the two contenders arguing over her attention and not making anything better for her. He had witnessed what had happened at the banquet and he knew it had something to do with it.
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| − | "Alright with all due respect you two need to leave now!" he said firmly tired of the argument. This was his friend and her wellbeing mattered the most to him.
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| − | "Please leave! I will make sure she gets what she needs and when she asks for you I will get you. She needs rest not arguments and confusion and least of all this contest for her attention." He waited by the door for them to leave.
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| − | "He's right. She needs to rest. So do you. The door is that way."
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| − | "In case you forgot. Right, Sir Mathias" he said sarcastically.
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| − | "Yes...it is that way." said Mathias, "Well too bad I can't move on my own perhaps someone should help me out."
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| − | Sir Lycan then stood to help Mathias again, but Mathias motioned for him to go back where he was. "No....Marquis Rathan. You shall help me out. We were both asked to leave anyways...Perhaps we should have a discussion"
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| − | Rathan put an arm around the Duke, helping to support his weight, and helped him back into a guest room.
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| − | Lycan watched as they finally left. "Finally!" he exclaimed out of frustration.
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| − | He locked the door behind them making sure they weren't disturbed. She was in a bad shape and arguing was the last thing she needed. Rest and a friend should work. Not those who apparently kept making her cry. He wasn't sure what he was going to do but at least he got her some peace and quiet.
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| − | Mathias had Rathan lead him to the room where he had been resting the previous nights. Taking a seat on the bed Mathias chuckled, "Heh, I need to employ some of those spys you have. It is amazing that you found out so quickly that Sorsha and I were in such bad shape." Then gritting his teeth he grabbed his chest in pain. "Ouch, gotta warn you though...never get in a fight with her...she'll kick your butt."
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| − | Mathias then noticed Rathan start to get angry at his words and assumed it was because of him mentioning a fight. "Don't worry. I didn't harm her in any way. In fact that is the reason I'm in such bad shape...because I refused to fight back."
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| − | Then propping himself up with some pillows he continued, "Rathan...may I call you that for now? It has become obvious to me that so long as we both chase after Sorsha we will never be able to work together to our fullest ability. I wish to ask you...when...well if I do win Sorsha's heart what will happen to you? Will you leave D'Hara? Will you stay? You are indeed a good lord, and though I could replace you...no offence, I would not like to have to go through the work of training a replacement. So then what will happen when this...bet is over?"
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| − | "Mathias, in the unlikely event that you win, I've looked into heading West... Founding my own colony there where I can really take my research to a new level. If that happens, I would like your support. If it weren't for Sorsha I would likely have left by now. She is what keeps me here. I have little loyalty to this place now that Conrac is gone. I am content to blaze my own path, as I always have done."
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| − | "Good."
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| − | "Get some rest Mathias, or I'll find myself winning by default."
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| − | "Heh I am stronger than that my friend." Then motioning for Rathan to stop he continued, "I do believe Sir Lycan and Lady Sorsha wished to be alone...where do you plan to go?"
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| − | "Back to the academy. My skills need work, and there lurks an old family enemy on this isle, with a hefty bounty. I will take his hide, and the bounty, should I be granted the chance."
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| − | Rathan said, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
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| − | "That, and I cannot tolerate being bested. You beat me in a duel, I cannot allow that to happen again."
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