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Sevatar raises the glass to his lips and sighs. He nods in return to Lamalas before looking back to Aminata. "Beyond the northern tip of Berphaunt, west of Gerdain, by the mountains. A small nowhere town with nothing but trees and snow. Very different than Ralinwood, but, this is my home. Now, and forever."
He turns the glass in his hand and stares at it. "I came here of my own free will, called by a dream. I was a citizen of nowhere until Lady Urquart granted me mine. You've built good will all your own, aside from your name. Most of these people don't even know your house. They just know you.
I will be here, during, and after. Like I said, this is my home."
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09-06-2016, 10:58 PM
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*pushes back the hood, sighing ever so slightly*
"It's a pleasure to have such excellent company, my friend. I see you found me. Just a moment, if you please?"
*Turns back to Sevatar.*
"This has become my home too. I... I never expected that would happen. But I've grown fiercely fond of this place. I'm worried... Worried that no one cares. Worried that some people might only be made to care once we upset their carefully sculpted orders... Worried about what will happen to everyone if we don't do something... But worried about what could happen if we take matters into our own hands. My grandfather... Is kind to me, but he is not a kind Thalan. I have seen him be harsh when he feels threatened. He does not take kindly to being threatened.:
*smiles dimly, oddly, holding her drink tight*
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Sevatar rolls his shoulders, shifting the staff to the other shoulder to rest against.
"We have seen an abundance of apathy, an absence of ambition and all-around abandonment. So. Your grandfather. What threatens him? And I take it you received little good word from the mainland from your inquiries? People here have started to grow antsy. There's been no word since the invasion. Wizwik's request for any sign has gone unanswered."
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*Shakes her head*
"He hates to be told he's made a bad choice. Grandfather never makes a poor choice. But what is he thinking? My Lord rests in his pavilion as we struggle to keep the very gates of hell back!"
*Twists her drink om her hands*
"No news for him either... They're ignoring us. Why? We went to Melinda. We went home quietly. They let us suffer with this Hell gate... If they know that!"
*suddenly goes quiet*
"Do you... Do you think they know? I sent word..."
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Sevatar raises his drink and stares at the bottom of the glass from above before taking another sip.
"The mainland may not know. Or it'll spread in rumours. And they'll here that, no doubt, angels are already taking care of it. At the end of the day, we are...still a prison colony, and not much has been done to change the perspective of that."
Sevatar sighs.
"Once, Aminata, my father asked me to go and hunt a bear, as a child, with a sling and a handful of stones. Can you guess why?"
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*Snorts*
"To see if you'd live?"
*somewhat filppantly*
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Sevatar slowly shakes his head.
"My father wanted to see if I would, if I thought he had a bad enough idea, stand up to him and tell him so. It was a test. He wanted to make sure I would be able to be my own person when I left home."
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*Sven sits quietly as the two before him converse, listening intently and every so often scanning the room for signs of trouble*
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Pulling out a simple stein from behind the bar and pouring a strangely coloured brew, Capri flags down his bar maid and hands her the order before pointing to Sven.
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He moves to lean against the back bar as he cleans and fixes up his stock of steins and glasses listening quietly with a smile.
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-He nods and goes to fill his water skin while waiting-
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