Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
"Ah, you have my thanks. I would simply have him know that I cherished our friendship, and that the good we did for E'n was worth the cost. So long as my spirit survives, I will remember him well. I wish he were here." Kalinn sighs and closes her eyes, plainly recalling events from her past for a moment. When she opens them once more she turns her ice blue gaze to Melisande.
"Priestess, there is no ceremony required for this event. Hafísbita holds a keen edge; you will have no trouble driving him home. A thrust to the heart is the preferred death amongst my people."
She catches the gaze of each of you, one by one, and goes on. "I am uncertain whether or not I'll have a voice once this deed is done, so I'll express my gratitude now. You each have my thanks for the deeds you will accomplish in service to the Ha'Gruut and to E'n. Though most in the world will likely never know what you accomplish here, the Ha'Gruut will remember. Should the need arise, you can count on their aid in the future.
"Remember, once the giant is vanquished, you must drive Winterbite through his heart and into the stone beneath, and leave the blade in place to ensure the beast does not rise."
With these words, Kalinn closes her eyes and folds her hands on her stomach, just below the breastbone. "I am ready, Melisande. Strike true, and prepare yourselves for battle."
"Priestess, there is no ceremony required for this event. Hafísbita holds a keen edge; you will have no trouble driving him home. A thrust to the heart is the preferred death amongst my people."
She catches the gaze of each of you, one by one, and goes on. "I am uncertain whether or not I'll have a voice once this deed is done, so I'll express my gratitude now. You each have my thanks for the deeds you will accomplish in service to the Ha'Gruut and to E'n. Though most in the world will likely never know what you accomplish here, the Ha'Gruut will remember. Should the need arise, you can count on their aid in the future.
"Remember, once the giant is vanquished, you must drive Winterbite through his heart and into the stone beneath, and leave the blade in place to ensure the beast does not rise."
With these words, Kalinn closes her eyes and folds her hands on her stomach, just below the breastbone. "I am ready, Melisande. Strike true, and prepare yourselves for battle."