RE: Wings of Fury 2
07-05-2021, 08:32 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-05-2021, 08:33 AM by Protoman.)
Rozenn has been waiting patiently these last few days. "Surely Sir Henri is just being silly about building suspense", she told herself. "Surely he'll tell us what he's hoping to do in due time."
But no. Nothing. Nada. Nil. Naught but silence and braggadocious nothings from Sir Henri the Hardhead. This is a mockery of the knighthood! She isn't even FROM this country, and she can tell it's a mockery of Chunadie! Surely their knighthood hasn't grown this dull since the days of the War of the True Violet?! Surely they aren't such fools that they charge eagerly to their deaths and expect others to follow suit!? She's grown more and more tired of this as their journey has continued. Her rosie demeanor has drooped to irritation and grumpery. Enough is enough. She's given him time to make a dignified man of himself, but now she needs answers.
Rozenn approaches Henri, her fingers a blur as she signs furiously at him.
[It's funny you call this our final approach. I am starting to believe it is going to be the end of all of us!] She punctuates the sentence with an outraged glare. [You have not told any of us what the plan is going forward. I appreciate your confidence, Sir Henri, but you owe us some sort of opportunity to prepare! I will fend for myself, but not all of our companions are trained knights. You should know as well as I do that no plan survives contact with the battlefield, but that goes doubly for a plan that you don't have! And, like it or not, the rest of us do NOT have a plan.]
She takes a firm stance, crosses her arms for a moment, and huffs before continuing.
[I am a knight of Aldenard, Sir Henri, and I have my honor. I will not stand idly by as my companions are led to their deaths. I have listened to you tells of honor and triumph. If you are an honorable man, I challenge you to show you value the lives of those who fight beside you. What is your plan, Sir?![/i] She offers an exuberant, expectant shrug to really drive the point home.
But no. Nothing. Nada. Nil. Naught but silence and braggadocious nothings from Sir Henri the Hardhead. This is a mockery of the knighthood! She isn't even FROM this country, and she can tell it's a mockery of Chunadie! Surely their knighthood hasn't grown this dull since the days of the War of the True Violet?! Surely they aren't such fools that they charge eagerly to their deaths and expect others to follow suit!? She's grown more and more tired of this as their journey has continued. Her rosie demeanor has drooped to irritation and grumpery. Enough is enough. She's given him time to make a dignified man of himself, but now she needs answers.
Rozenn approaches Henri, her fingers a blur as she signs furiously at him.
[It's funny you call this our final approach. I am starting to believe it is going to be the end of all of us!] She punctuates the sentence with an outraged glare. [You have not told any of us what the plan is going forward. I appreciate your confidence, Sir Henri, but you owe us some sort of opportunity to prepare! I will fend for myself, but not all of our companions are trained knights. You should know as well as I do that no plan survives contact with the battlefield, but that goes doubly for a plan that you don't have! And, like it or not, the rest of us do NOT have a plan.]
She takes a firm stance, crosses her arms for a moment, and huffs before continuing.
[I am a knight of Aldenard, Sir Henri, and I have my honor. I will not stand idly by as my companions are led to their deaths. I have listened to you tells of honor and triumph. If you are an honorable man, I challenge you to show you value the lives of those who fight beside you. What is your plan, Sir?![/i] She offers an exuberant, expectant shrug to really drive the point home.