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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tellerian Hawke" data-source="post: 8708875" data-attributes="member: 6790669">Tim surprises everyone when he begins to speak; he has been silent for the large majority of the conversation: "In my homeland, I am both a noble, and a knight, but I am no lord by any means, and have little wealth of my own. In my family, I am the 'black sheep,' the bastard son borne of the union between my mother, and an Ogre war chief. My 'father' claims to love me, but in the end, he is merely being polite, for he knows that he owes me a debt of gratitude for helping my mother to escape, and for returning her to her proper home, safely. Despite being my mother's oldest offspring, I hold the lowest rank, seeing as how both of my twin half-brothers have a legitimate and proper father. Both of them shall inherit a portion of my father's estates and wealth, and both of them are already Baronets by title, at the tender age of 7 years old. Perhaps they've turned 8 by now? No matter. I will inherit nothing, and my title, as knight and as lieutenant junior grade, were purchased for me by my father, to save face, and to ensure that the family line does not become tainted by the existence of a commoner within its ranks. Despite my bravery and success on the battlefield, and open devotion to king and kingdom, there are many whom have mocked me behind my back, calling me things like 'the charming savage,' or 'the lovely mongrel,' or 'the half-breed pretender.' I have had to fight, tooth and nail, for every ounce of respect that I have ever received, and although my commanders showered me with flags, pennants, and praise, I have always had to deal with soldiers in my unit who looked at me with silent disgust, through the corner of their eyes.My point is, Lord Nathaniel, that you have been freely given a status that I can never even aspire to, and what have you done with it? Squandered it like a fool. Your actions are those of a foolish, untrained boy. Your mother coddles you too much, I think. The only way you can ever atone for your misdeeds is to grow up, and become a man. Take responsibility for your own actions, instead of hiding behind your mother's coin purse. But that will never happen until YOU are brave enough to cut the apron strings, and stand on your own two feet. Your future actions as a penitent man are the only means by which you can truly atone. You must stand up, and bring honor to your family, instead of having your family buy honor for you. Bought honor is a glass shield. Earned honor is a bulwark." </blockquote>

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