04-13-2018, 08:40 PM
You know no loyalty...
Durotan tells her as she allows him to pull her into his chest. She figures this is true - everyone she had thought would be there for her had turned against her, and for what? A brotherhood. She couldn't believe it...Brennen was seriously trying to turn Ischia into a new Tundra, and there was nothing she could do about it. They took the land as if the island was theirs to begin with, but Krone knows that underlying truth. Ischia couldn't be tamed by politics, and soon enough the Brotherhood would learn that.
When the dis-proportioned mare approaches, Krone cannot give her so much as a smile. The former Keeper feels the pain throughout her body, from her brain, trailing to the ends of her nerves. Durotan knows this mare, however, and that makes her feel a little bit better - maybe they would be welcomed afterall.
"Krone..." She finally manages to say to the mare called Wound. "Keeper -" She stops herself. For years that is how she introduced herself...but that wasn't her title anymore. " - Krone. And my children, Karat and Kromium, and Kwartz." She looks back to the twins who trail behind, to the former Sylvan prince, all scared and confused. Their entire life had been ripped out from under them. The poor things...another burden of guilt she would have to bare.
@[Durotan] @[wound]
Durotan tells her as she allows him to pull her into his chest. She figures this is true - everyone she had thought would be there for her had turned against her, and for what? A brotherhood. She couldn't believe it...Brennen was seriously trying to turn Ischia into a new Tundra, and there was nothing she could do about it. They took the land as if the island was theirs to begin with, but Krone knows that underlying truth. Ischia couldn't be tamed by politics, and soon enough the Brotherhood would learn that.
When the dis-proportioned mare approaches, Krone cannot give her so much as a smile. The former Keeper feels the pain throughout her body, from her brain, trailing to the ends of her nerves. Durotan knows this mare, however, and that makes her feel a little bit better - maybe they would be welcomed afterall.
"Krone..." She finally manages to say to the mare called Wound. "Keeper -" She stops herself. For years that is how she introduced herself...but that wasn't her title anymore. " - Krone. And my children, Karat and Kromium, and Kwartz." She looks back to the twins who trail behind, to the former Sylvan prince, all scared and confused. Their entire life had been ripped out from under them. The poor things...another burden of guilt she would have to bare.
@[Durotan] @[wound]