The Lady Fair
Thirty Sixth Day of Elnu-Hamba (Elnu Descendent), 1349 A. L. (After Landfall)
The tale of conquest is old as the hills, before the Norman came the Saxon had ruled in England, who had thrown the heathen Norsemen into the sea... but before even he had been the Roman whose ruins white as bone still rises from wooded hills and before him the Bryton, those stubborn folk who still dwell in the western lands. Who did the speartips belong to that farmers still turn over with their plows? What wars had they been borne in before they lay down in the dirt to be found by careless strangers?
"What do you think will happen once your will here is done? That when you will have driven the last man into the sea no others will come, for vengeance, for land, for the future of their children and the graves of their fathers?" your words ring out not with anger, to your surprise not even with defiance, but with sorrow. "Lo, this i your hour and perhaps in this place and in this moment you can prevail by the machinations of the bitter sea, but what shall be when other kindreds of the Anwa come to this island with fire and sword as they have brought to the shores of Korman?"
Anger grows in the shadows like the whispers of growing flames, like the rustle of the wind though dead grass, but none speak, even the mortal watchers spellbound... or mayhap shocked still at the news that their young king might yet live. You send a quick prayer not for a tongue of silver, but of fire for only such light would keep war from the door this late in the day .
"A man alone will act by his own judgement and yo you we may seem dreadfully fickle, but take many of us together under a king or banner and it does not take a prophet to judge what we shall seek. You come here with spells and dread and powers arcane, to you I say beware, not be me and mine for we are strangers here, but of all those whom the tide will bring."
"She... she will keep them away, you cannot travel over the unshackled seas..." one of the spirits jeers, though voice and shadow alive shake in the speaking.
"You count upon a liar and s cheat to keep you safe in times of peril," Lina's voice is faint and far away, but you would swear than in her eyes shine tears. Not born of smoke or even pain of a lost arm those... "I will make a new bargain, a batter bargain, sealed in blood and oaths to be a true friend to those who are friends of ours and foes to those who lie... be they by words clear spoken or in cunning guise. If you wish for honor for truth then do not seek it in splitting meanings and sculpting words. My mother said that I was fated for life unbending at her side, that the blood in my veins would compel it as the warblers come in the spring to make their nests, but if I must be spirit than it will not be at the right of her throne, another prize that he had claimed from the shore, like a bauble shining in the sand. As by brother shall be returned to the throne of our gonefathers so I shall be beside him and his sons and their sons after them to advise in matter of spirits and be sure that your voice is never silenced by the clenched fist of a conqueror. This I vow to try to be best of my powers. More I cannot do."
And with that Lina Osane bows her head, he pride of the line of kings humbled. For a moment you fear that the fey of dark and wild places should take the chance t strike like wolves on a wounded doe or even that those who had taken to her cause should not renege it at the show of weakness.
Yet nothing of that happens, there is no battle and no bloodshed... the fey fade back into the shadows saying neither yeah nor nay... and the way to the king's hall is open, though it had been paid with a mighty oath.
What does Roland think of the vow that Lina made?
[] It is a noble one and you shall do what you can to help her fulfill it
[] It was a foolish thing, you would rather draw the Fellowship from this place now so that you can return to Orinilu without the sea turning against you
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OOC: And here we are, what might be the last significant vote of the arc, it has bee a while, but hopefully it has some weight.