Are
It had been a desperate shot in the dark, he knew as much when he blurted out what little he could conjure up at a moments notice, and at arrow point mind you. Still though, it was at least not anything worse than a 'no' like he'd feared in times of weakness. Nightmares of that stoic, radiant face still and cold. No, that was the stuff of weaker minds. Her being out there was a certainty, dead or not, he would find her.
The fae getting closer caught him by surprise as he looked up from his shoes. For a moment he almost reached for the whittling knife he still kept on his belt, but tensing up at the last second. An interloper did well in not attracting further ire by lashing out at those defending their lands. Their woods. Woods the fae could very well guide him through, reluctantly or not.
Then she just had to drive the dagger home. Straight through the heart.
Arrows and ornery fluttering folks be damned, in one fell swoop spitting on both his honor and the memory of the one that meant the most. He got back on his feet, towering up, wearing vile scowl and almost growling. "Watch your tongue, alfr." he said, almost spitting the words as if the taste of them made him retch. "I come in peace and give you respect, and you hurl insults at me?" managing to calm down somewhat, Are allowed himself to step down a tad. He was as a matter of fact the one trespassing, and not the one with a bow.
The fae getting closer caught him by surprise as he looked up from his shoes. For a moment he almost reached for the whittling knife he still kept on his belt, but tensing up at the last second. An interloper did well in not attracting further ire by lashing out at those defending their lands. Their woods. Woods the fae could very well guide him through, reluctantly or not.
Then she just had to drive the dagger home. Straight through the heart.
Arrows and ornery fluttering folks be damned, in one fell swoop spitting on both his honor and the memory of the one that meant the most. He got back on his feet, towering up, wearing vile scowl and almost growling. "Watch your tongue, alfr." he said, almost spitting the words as if the taste of them made him retch. "I come in peace and give you respect, and you hurl insults at me?" managing to calm down somewhat, Are allowed himself to step down a tad. He was as a matter of fact the one trespassing, and not the one with a bow.
