08-24-2018, 10:47 PM
My suspicions prove correct, and the moon white diplomat remains obstinate. She's either purposely obtuse or blissfully ignorant I've concluded, neither of which are positions I can reason with. Diplomacy requires logic, after all, and it seems that my companion would rather go down with her flawed ship than concede the lifeboat is a safer option.
I have not voiced a single threat - I'd swear it in front of a magician and be found truthful - but she accuses me of it regardless. The insinuation that a diplomat can’t fight brings a deeper frown to my face. Do Ilma and I not occupy the same world? What is to stop someone from being both.
“I’ve actually been training as a warrior.” I tell her, my ears flicked forward. “I’d have thought that without a standing army that Hyaline would train all its residents in combat.”
Ilma leaves me at last, and I watch her pale figure climb further down the mountainside. For a moment I am tempted by the thought of warmth, but I remember my salty spring and the plentiful steam, and my resolve strengthens. I raise my eyes to the sky, where the thick layer of autumn clouds has begun to grow darker. There is a storm brewing. With Ilma still in the distance, I take to the sky with a single leap. The buffeting wind is now to my advantage, and the chill of the cold is nothing to the thrill of flight. I climb higher and higher, until Hyaline disappears into the base of the cumulonimbus.
@[Ilma]
Ending here works for me!
just a heads up that I’m sticking with this timeline for now since Lepis isn’t the type to passively wait while Ilma goes to find Wolfbane
I have not voiced a single threat - I'd swear it in front of a magician and be found truthful - but she accuses me of it regardless. The insinuation that a diplomat can’t fight brings a deeper frown to my face. Do Ilma and I not occupy the same world? What is to stop someone from being both.
“I’ve actually been training as a warrior.” I tell her, my ears flicked forward. “I’d have thought that without a standing army that Hyaline would train all its residents in combat.”
Ilma leaves me at last, and I watch her pale figure climb further down the mountainside. For a moment I am tempted by the thought of warmth, but I remember my salty spring and the plentiful steam, and my resolve strengthens. I raise my eyes to the sky, where the thick layer of autumn clouds has begun to grow darker. There is a storm brewing. With Ilma still in the distance, I take to the sky with a single leap. The buffeting wind is now to my advantage, and the chill of the cold is nothing to the thrill of flight. I climb higher and higher, until Hyaline disappears into the base of the cumulonimbus.
@[Ilma]
Ending here works for me!
just a heads up that I’m sticking with this timeline for now since Lepis isn’t the type to passively wait while Ilma goes to find Wolfbane
