[PQ] His Dying Wish

Roana sighed and held a hand up to stay Ashetta and Edrei’s attacks as the mini-mob decided to move in. It wasn’t hard to find Rory – of course – heading the surge of people. ”Let’s see how willing they are to talk today.” she said quietly to her group, with a quick glance towards Ashetta who had been critical of her for this. The former captain walked over to where Rory stood, keeping her posture relaxed and limbs loose. The last thing she needed was to be mistaken for an aggressive threat. That said, her expression remained severe as she surveyed those surrounding Rory. ”Why? You and your friends seemed perfectly content to let Outlanders like me risk life and limb to take down the demon while you criticized from a safe distance.” she said curtly, eyes falling on Rory. Obviously he could read so Ronin’s noticed would not have been beyond him. He had been at the meeting when the attack in Flowerbirth was planned – in fact it had been his suggestion to attack when Deepfrost ended. Now he wanted to be upset about everything that was happening? ”I don’t want to fight you Rory, truly I don’t. In fact, I think we both have the good of everyone at the heart of our actions. Is this really what you wanted to start? Nationality wars? Broken friendships and heartbreak?” she said, her expression softening slightly, her tone earnest. Really, she thought this all blown terribly out of proportion. She wasn’t unreasonable she was driven and there was a difference between the two. ”This sort of thing will escalate beyond your control if you don’t reign it in now – I have seen such things many times over – and Outlanders will not be the only ones to suffer for it. Please, for everyone’s sake I beg you to put an end to this and negotiate some compromise.” she said more quietly, her tone dropping so likely only he and perhaps those closest to him could hear. Rory Roana 'Cause it makes me that much stronger Makes me work a little bit harder It makes me that much wiser So thanks for making me a fighter