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<blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 4929815" data-attributes="member: 188"><p>After holding his tongue for what seemed a near fatal amount of time to him, Fendric threw a look at his companion, who was pacing back and forth across the salon of House Koehl with a furrowed brow.</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: PaleTurquoise">Brother, May the Radiant Light Comfort and Warm You, what troubles you so?</span>"</p><p></p><p>Hiritus came to a halt at the window, spun on his heel, and answered matter-of-factly.</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: Wheat">Sir Arrich. His aura. It's troubled me, ever since our visit to the castle. I can't tell if he's just garden-variety graft-and-whoring, do-what-you-feel-you-must evil, or if he's a thrall. And the servants; it's a wonder anyone survives the night there.</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: PaleTurquoise">A thrall, you say, my dear Brother? That seems... an odd conclusion. To whom?</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: Wheat">I wish I knew. The whole room... stank of it! Fendric, we've fought and killed... ones that were more in the Light than... these!</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: PaleTurquoise">I should be glad we were able to extricate ourselves, then. Is it difficult, Brother?</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: Wheat">Is it - Is what, difficult?</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: PaleTurquoise">Is it difficult... to live with the immediate knowledge of one's goodness or evil, any one you meet? What about someone like Oliver, May the Warmth of Pelor's Love Invigorate-? </span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: Wheat">-Oliver? He's not evil. Sneaky and hard-done-by, but not evil. Weren't you telling me you tended his wounds at the Arena in Hedrogura? Besides, most people go through their lives with some taint. Our land is ravaged, we live in the midst of war, and life is hard.</span></p><p><span style="color: Wheat"></span></p><p><span style="color: Wheat">But not Arrich, and <em>absolutely</em> not his servants there in the room. The one on the piano; evil apparently can't carry a tune.</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: paleturquoise">Nor can I. Lack of musicianship knows no moral alignment.</span>"</p><p></p><p>This unveiling of universal truth was interrupted by a series of knocks on the entrance arch to the salon. A boy's head, tousled and black, appeared from one side of it.</p><p></p><p>"Sirs, begging your pardons, but you've been invited to the Farlund for dinner. Your man, Oliver has sent it."</p><p>___</p><p></p><p>For all of Fendric's serene exterior, Hiritus' full dress uniform rattled against the longsword belted to his left hip. The noise kept time to the bumps in the road on the ride over, as its owner sat ramrod straight, eyes forward.</p><p></p><p>Fendric leaned toward the paladin. "<span style="color: paleturquoise">Brother, I did not mean to unsettle you or to speak out of turn about Oliver. I shall apologize for my imbecilic suspicion, forthwith.</span>"</p><p></p><p>Hiritus chuckled distractedly. "<span style="color: Wheat">I should have rode Justice over.</span>"</p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: PaleTurquoise">Are you expecting conflict tonight, at dinner?</span>" </p><p></p><p>"<span style="color: Wheat">Expecting, no, Brother. Preparing for, always.</span>"</p><p></p><p>Fendric felt at the medallion at his neck, as if by reflex. The grooves it wore into his chest felt like experience.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="dpdx, post: 4929815, member: 188"] After holding his tongue for what seemed a near fatal amount of time to him, Fendric threw a look at his companion, who was pacing back and forth across the salon of House Koehl with a furrowed brow. "[COLOR="PaleTurquoise"]Brother, May the Radiant Light Comfort and Warm You, what troubles you so?[/COLOR]" Hiritus came to a halt at the window, spun on his heel, and answered matter-of-factly. "[COLOR="Wheat"]Sir Arrich. His aura. It's troubled me, ever since our visit to the castle. I can't tell if he's just garden-variety graft-and-whoring, do-what-you-feel-you-must evil, or if he's a thrall. And the servants; it's a wonder anyone survives the night there.[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="PaleTurquoise"]A thrall, you say, my dear Brother? That seems... an odd conclusion. To whom?[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="Wheat"]I wish I knew. The whole room... stank of it! Fendric, we've fought and killed... ones that were more in the Light than... these![/COLOR]" "[COLOR="PaleTurquoise"]I should be glad we were able to extricate ourselves, then. Is it difficult, Brother?[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="Wheat"]Is it - Is what, difficult?[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="PaleTurquoise"]Is it difficult... to live with the immediate knowledge of one's goodness or evil, any one you meet? What about someone like Oliver, May the Warmth of Pelor's Love Invigorate-? [/COLOR]" "[COLOR="Wheat"]-Oliver? He's not evil. Sneaky and hard-done-by, but not evil. Weren't you telling me you tended his wounds at the Arena in Hedrogura? Besides, most people go through their lives with some taint. Our land is ravaged, we live in the midst of war, and life is hard. But not Arrich, and [i]absolutely[/i] not his servants there in the room. The one on the piano; evil apparently can't carry a tune.[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="paleturquoise"]Nor can I. Lack of musicianship knows no moral alignment.[/COLOR]" This unveiling of universal truth was interrupted by a series of knocks on the entrance arch to the salon. A boy's head, tousled and black, appeared from one side of it. "Sirs, begging your pardons, but you've been invited to the Farlund for dinner. Your man, Oliver has sent it." ___ For all of Fendric's serene exterior, Hiritus' full dress uniform rattled against the longsword belted to his left hip. The noise kept time to the bumps in the road on the ride over, as its owner sat ramrod straight, eyes forward. Fendric leaned toward the paladin. "[COLOR="paleturquoise"]Brother, I did not mean to unsettle you or to speak out of turn about Oliver. I shall apologize for my imbecilic suspicion, forthwith.[/COLOR]" Hiritus chuckled distractedly. "[COLOR="Wheat"]I should have rode Justice over.[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="PaleTurquoise"]Are you expecting conflict tonight, at dinner?[/COLOR]" "[COLOR="Wheat"]Expecting, no, Brother. Preparing for, always.[/COLOR]" Fendric felt at the medallion at his neck, as if by reflex. The grooves it wore into his chest felt like experience. [/QUOTE]
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