DARKEYE
Not the strongest win the battle —
Darkeye finds the behavior strange and offers his help, but Neron wants nothing to do with the whole thing. "I am Darkeye, a servant of Kors, the god of war and peace. I'm trying to get to know you better and I'll tell you that I've heard more about you than the rumors. That you are a man who can be trusted and for whom others would stick their necks out. I want to know from you what kind you are now." He says and takes a sip of the Igwer beer.
"They accuse you of being a warmonger and having something to do with Morgana's death. I imagine the whole thing is difficult. This accusation alone makes you a danger to all grounders. I doubt you would kill your own beloved, but why would they say something like that out of the blue, something is wrong. If you don't want to say anything about it, that's your business, then I have the image of you that I need and I can calmly take my further steps. I hope that I am wrong here but one of you is lying. Either Noah or you. I'll find out who and I'll get those who seek war so much. Now that's settled, and if you don't care to comment further, I'd like another whiskey." He says in a calm tone. It was too early, he could not prove anything to Neron. He only knew that something was very wrong. For warmongers, there was only one end and that was the trestle. No matter whether a leader of a city is a demigod or a bartender.
"They accuse you of being a warmonger and having something to do with Morgana's death. I imagine the whole thing is difficult. This accusation alone makes you a danger to all grounders. I doubt you would kill your own beloved, but why would they say something like that out of the blue, something is wrong. If you don't want to say anything about it, that's your business, then I have the image of you that I need and I can calmly take my further steps. I hope that I am wrong here but one of you is lying. Either Noah or you. I'll find out who and I'll get those who seek war so much. Now that's settled, and if you don't care to comment further, I'd like another whiskey." He says in a calm tone. It was too early, he could not prove anything to Neron. He only knew that something was very wrong. For warmongers, there was only one end and that was the trestle. No matter whether a leader of a city is a demigod or a bartender.
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