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Post by Hjalmar Fellstone (I) on Jun 1, 2011 21:49:43 GMT -5
I was sort of prepared for the news when it came. After all, my people, both of them, had been enemies for ages.
The tenuous relationship with the Skaldi and D'Angeline was crumbling. Again.
I read the missive impassively, but inside my mind was in turmoil. Whom would I support? Though I left the Skaldi many years ago, my mother raised me, and my formative years were spent with them. No matter my current status, or title, they were my past.
The D'Angeline, for all their opulent faults, were my future. I had found that I had to work very hard to keep myself as I had once been. It was easy, too easy, to become soft and thrive in hedonism. Oh, obviously there were certain advantages to the culture.
With a sigh I made ready to travel. The borders of Camlach boiled with conflict, yet my destination was different. Elua. Perhaps there I might be of some use. After all, I could provide a unique perspective.
At least that is what I keep telling myself.
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