Fangor the Fierce
First Post
Mal has kept quiet long enough and knows this is a time that is not warranting his holding of his tongue. He moves forward, holding out a hand for the others to allow him to talk.
"You question a Baron's word with nothing but disdain for his title and his obvious strength to stand up to you. You then question my own words, when I was here helping to defend against the Nandirly invasion. You question an Ambassador as well, simply because you fear the unknown."
"What we have said is true. There are agents out there bent on stopping us from following out Tharivol's last wish. We did lose him to the chimera, but the beast was slain as well. The information that will end this war was handed to the Ambassador to relay to the King himself. You can dart around the issue all you want, but is this due to you wanting this war to continue?"
"Do you want to be the one that prevented the chance to end this war just because you don't trust us? Or is there another reason that you would stop us from our mission of attempting to stop this war? We gain nothing in standing here and bickering. You have a choice to make. Let us finish our mission to get this information to the King, or be the one that allows this war to continue and let more people die needlessly..."
Mal eyes Dellex with the question lingering.... he only hopes that his words are enough, as the sinking feeling in his stomach comes back. (What a BAD roll...)
"You question a Baron's word with nothing but disdain for his title and his obvious strength to stand up to you. You then question my own words, when I was here helping to defend against the Nandirly invasion. You question an Ambassador as well, simply because you fear the unknown."
"What we have said is true. There are agents out there bent on stopping us from following out Tharivol's last wish. We did lose him to the chimera, but the beast was slain as well. The information that will end this war was handed to the Ambassador to relay to the King himself. You can dart around the issue all you want, but is this due to you wanting this war to continue?"
"Do you want to be the one that prevented the chance to end this war just because you don't trust us? Or is there another reason that you would stop us from our mission of attempting to stop this war? We gain nothing in standing here and bickering. You have a choice to make. Let us finish our mission to get this information to the King, or be the one that allows this war to continue and let more people die needlessly..."
Mal eyes Dellex with the question lingering.... he only hopes that his words are enough, as the sinking feeling in his stomach comes back. (What a BAD roll...)