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OOC - CD: if you need a pretext to keep her with the group, do shout and I'll re-write it.
Detheriel
After Isokla had stopped speaking, Detheriel paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "I understand enough to see that your heart is set upon this course of action my Lady, though truly I hope you will not come to regret it."
"I do not claim knowledge of the circumstances that darken your days, but I would still ask you one last time to reconsider. If your concern is truly to avoid the shedding of blood then it is best accomplished by the removal of these Lords of Vision and the establishment of a lawful authority."
He grimaced slightly in anticipation of her reaction, but continued, his voice quiet but with a hint of firmness:
"Frankly my Lady, blood is spilled regardless of whether we are tainted by association with the deed or not. If you leave us, is not the candle-flame of the fallen snuffed out regardless of your absence? Is not the loss just as great?"
"Personal guilt at taking life is the price we must pay for keeping many more innocents alive. Were all to share your beliefs, the loss would be far greater."
Detheriel smiled and relaxed his demeanour. "Yet I cannot force you with us. Nothing remains but to bid you a safe journey, free of the horrors that trouble you now." Impulsively he reached out and squeezed her hand gently.
With that last gesture, he turned and walked back towards the group, hoping that their paths would cross in the future.
[ 08-04-2005, 06:48 AM: Message edited by: shamrock_uk ]
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