[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Grey eyes glanced to Adara, then nodded slowly.



"There is a time for respect to be shown, and a time where that respect must be balanced against the lives being lost. The lives each of us are here for. If it is viewed as spitting in their face, then if I must be cut down for that disrespect to share the words and plights of my people, of kinship between us so be it with no fear of the cost."

He said gruffly, the hairs along his body a little hackled. "We're only a small band, so perhaps our intrusion would be more easily forgiven, but as it is. Would you respect a group that waits days for permission to plead for aid, to seek a stopping of bloodshed of family? No, this is not the time for such things and any longer would be as wrong as it is shameful."