[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Lien nods to Barnabas.



"Yes. Peace is fragile. It takes work, and it can break down over the generations, I agree..."



"Still... If we can instill peace in the hearts of our people - instill the desire for peace so deeply in the land that it will stand the test of time - then... perhaps it isn't so distant a hope. That's my dream, I suppose."

She folds her hands, one over the other, and looks to Carlyle to answer next. He frowns into the fire for a while before shrugging.



"...S'pose I'd want to go back home too. Airitech has the right of it. I just want to see my city restored. To see the world make sense again."

Next it falls to Dermid to answer. The fierce warrior smiles, but there's something sad in his eyes.



"I'm an old man, now. I've dreamed all the dreams I 'ave space fer in m'soul. All I'm fightin' fer now is tae see yew lot get the chance tae have yers come true. Tae save as many as I can, an' tae see the good an' the weak rebuild the world, e'en if I'll nae get the pleasure o' seein' it."