by Spurgun Tue Aug 07, 2012 8:02 pm
Nevyn was preparing for the war when the Hand found him. "What do you want?" he asked.
The Hand chuckled "You´re as straight-forward as always, you could at least show some respect to your leader." His face took a serious expression, "I am here to discuss the war with you."
Nevyn looked up at the hand, "I consider you a close friend," a smile spread across his face, showing his razor sharp teeth, as he continued, "and I haven't felt the need to be formal with friends in years."
"Yes, friends..." The Hand muttered, and it was clear that he was bothered.
"what is it?" Nevyn asked, he noticed how his old friend was troubled.
"You do know that we´re going to fight against our old comrade, Etriau?", The Hand said.
Nevyn **** his head, "I do remember the traitor, how could i forget?". He lowered his voice, and started hissing, "Etriau turned against us, betraying his own home!"
The Hand sighed, "You still have such hard feelings for him don´t you?. Sit down, there´s no need to get frantic."
Nevyn tried to calm himself. "Of course i do, and i can´t believe that you would still accept him back. If he would ever choose to return."
The Hand joined Nevyn at the table. "We need to work out-"
But he was interrupted before he could continue. "But, my old friend, how can you be so sure that the knights wont betray us?" His face was as plain as always, showing none of his emotions, but the hand knew that he was genuinely worried.
"I have a plan for them as well, but i don´t think that they will turn against us." The Hand replied, eager to continue with his plans for the war. "We need a plan, we can´t just rush into to the tombs. but they´re heavily defended. Do you have any ideas?"
Nevyn closed his eyes, trying to come up with a solution. "I got it." he said. "We can ask if the dragon in ash lake could let us pass through. There´s a passage to the tomb from there. Some of the remaining dragonoids there might even help us, if i ask them. I was their leader for years after all. They may be few but i can assure you that they fight like demons." Nevyn smirked as he remembered his old comrades.
"If they fight like you then they would be welcome" The Hand responded. "I´ll send a messenger there, to ask if we can pass". The hand rushed away, already planning and shouting for a messenger.
Nevyn was left alone, and he continued with his own preparations. There was much that needed to be done before the war. He thought of Etriau, and smirked, hoping that he would meet him on the battlefield
Thoughts?
