jbear
First Post
Relic grows serious at Daylilly's angry words in his native tongue.
"Curse me for a fool ..."
He hesitates and switches to elven.
[sblock=Elven] "You are right to be angry, Daylily. Forgive me for using your honour against you. 'Tis a twisty knife honour. But I did speak true when I said I need your strength and your eyes while I adjust to this curse. But I would not do it with you angry at me. I have felt your hammer upon my ribs and I thought I would never breathe air again. I can only imagine that pain would be worse if you actually intended to hurt me. Their is no bond of words between us that hold you. It was a foul trick, one not even worth of mention. I do not release you from your bond, for none was formed. Bonds between friends are not forged on dirty tricks. So, if you count me friend do not hold anger against me. I will help this fat merchant with the help of the halfling. I'm sure it is an issue of little concern and not much danger. Perhaps if we find there are any faces in need of punching I can come and find you?"
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With an apologetic look stopping himself before he pats Daylily on the shoulder again, deeming it unwise. He moves to go and sit at the man's table to listen to his story.
"Curse me for a fool ..."
He hesitates and switches to elven.
[sblock=Elven] "You are right to be angry, Daylily. Forgive me for using your honour against you. 'Tis a twisty knife honour. But I did speak true when I said I need your strength and your eyes while I adjust to this curse. But I would not do it with you angry at me. I have felt your hammer upon my ribs and I thought I would never breathe air again. I can only imagine that pain would be worse if you actually intended to hurt me. Their is no bond of words between us that hold you. It was a foul trick, one not even worth of mention. I do not release you from your bond, for none was formed. Bonds between friends are not forged on dirty tricks. So, if you count me friend do not hold anger against me. I will help this fat merchant with the help of the halfling. I'm sure it is an issue of little concern and not much danger. Perhaps if we find there are any faces in need of punching I can come and find you?"
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With an apologetic look stopping himself before he pats Daylily on the shoulder again, deeming it unwise. He moves to go and sit at the man's table to listen to his story.