larryfinnjr
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Velani...
...stands agog, aghast, agape. She hears her comrades' comments and questions, but much of what is being said registers. In the quiet that follows, all eyes upon her, she finally speaks.
"First, you say you have nothing but pity for us. You acknowledge that you have freely consorted with those who have come before us with evil in their hearts. You would have willingly taken the soul of a CHILD of Fallcrest to get what you want, which, mind you, sounds utterly preposterous! Ghastly undead, walking freely among the people of Nentir Vale - you would be attacked on sight!
Why? What purpose do you have among the living of the world? Whom will you attend? Where exactly will you go? How did you come to BE like this?! Good, honest men do not simply succumb to undeath!
Your simple request of MY LIFE is... is... BAH! Your mind has been driven mad! Do you not recall those glorious days when you lived and breathed the fresh air, when you had families to attend to, when..." Velani's crescendo suddenly ceases, her hand reflexively reaching for her belly. "When you brought children into the world?" Her eyes lock with the creature. "You would have me not only give up my life, but that of my unborn child. Tell me, Lord, why should I do this? What possible reward will I reap? We could simply cut you down where you stand, take what rightfully belongs to the living of Fallcrest, and return home all the same. Your offer rings worthless to me, as I see no 'upside' for anyone but you. You salesmanship is wanting...."
Velani waits for their answer, bristling, anticipating false promises and a prisoner's final appeal for mercy before the gallows........
But it's obvious to all though that she is terribly afraid of what is being discussed. Her bravado seems contrived; her words, while well chosen, fall far short of anything resembling 'heroic.'
...stands agog, aghast, agape. She hears her comrades' comments and questions, but much of what is being said registers. In the quiet that follows, all eyes upon her, she finally speaks.
"First, you say you have nothing but pity for us. You acknowledge that you have freely consorted with those who have come before us with evil in their hearts. You would have willingly taken the soul of a CHILD of Fallcrest to get what you want, which, mind you, sounds utterly preposterous! Ghastly undead, walking freely among the people of Nentir Vale - you would be attacked on sight!
Why? What purpose do you have among the living of the world? Whom will you attend? Where exactly will you go? How did you come to BE like this?! Good, honest men do not simply succumb to undeath!
Your simple request of MY LIFE is... is... BAH! Your mind has been driven mad! Do you not recall those glorious days when you lived and breathed the fresh air, when you had families to attend to, when..." Velani's crescendo suddenly ceases, her hand reflexively reaching for her belly. "When you brought children into the world?" Her eyes lock with the creature. "You would have me not only give up my life, but that of my unborn child. Tell me, Lord, why should I do this? What possible reward will I reap? We could simply cut you down where you stand, take what rightfully belongs to the living of Fallcrest, and return home all the same. Your offer rings worthless to me, as I see no 'upside' for anyone but you. You salesmanship is wanting...."
Velani waits for their answer, bristling, anticipating false promises and a prisoner's final appeal for mercy before the gallows........
But it's obvious to all though that she is terribly afraid of what is being discussed. Her bravado seems contrived; her words, while well chosen, fall far short of anything resembling 'heroic.'
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