RE: Wings of Fury 2
07-09-2021, 08:46 AM
Rozenn stares sadly at the scene before her. The dragon had to die; there was no doubt in her mind, there. She had no mercy in her heart, no desire for peace, and demanded their subjugation rather than doing diplomacy. Still, it was a sad thing to watch such any creature die, and one so old and beautiful as this deserved special reverence.
Then Terzi speaks to her, reminds her of what duty she might still have. If the dragon is not yet dead, she still poses a threat to the party. More importantly, though, there's a chance she's still suffering. Her elders had told her stories of souls which refused to believe they were dead, and in refusing made prisons of their old flesh. Such souls would experience the final pains of death constantly until they accepted their lives had ended. This, the elders told her, was why it was important to give a slain opponent a final strike as an act of kindness and compassion. This would keep you from ever forgetting the cruelty of killing.
Naissyri wasn't a good person, but everyone deserved mercy.
So Rozenn clutches her fist to her chest and offers a silent prayer to the heavens.
<May you find peace in the gentle dark; and may soft sounds bring you eternal comfort.>
She turns to Brom and signs quickly, trusting him to communicate for her.
[I am going to make sure Naissyri is dead, for our safety and for her repose. Let the others know for me, if you would be so kind, so that I do not look like I am some wild stabber of the dead.]
With that, she turns once more to Naissyri and draws her blade. She approaches, looks for an open point near her chest or throat, and thrusts her blade into whichever part seems the most vulnerable. She's aiming for either the carotid or the heart.
Then Terzi speaks to her, reminds her of what duty she might still have. If the dragon is not yet dead, she still poses a threat to the party. More importantly, though, there's a chance she's still suffering. Her elders had told her stories of souls which refused to believe they were dead, and in refusing made prisons of their old flesh. Such souls would experience the final pains of death constantly until they accepted their lives had ended. This, the elders told her, was why it was important to give a slain opponent a final strike as an act of kindness and compassion. This would keep you from ever forgetting the cruelty of killing.
Naissyri wasn't a good person, but everyone deserved mercy.
So Rozenn clutches her fist to her chest and offers a silent prayer to the heavens.
<May you find peace in the gentle dark; and may soft sounds bring you eternal comfort.>
She turns to Brom and signs quickly, trusting him to communicate for her.
[I am going to make sure Naissyri is dead, for our safety and for her repose. Let the others know for me, if you would be so kind, so that I do not look like I am some wild stabber of the dead.]
With that, she turns once more to Naissyri and draws her blade. She approaches, looks for an open point near her chest or throat, and thrusts her blade into whichever part seems the most vulnerable. She's aiming for either the carotid or the heart.