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Cedwyn and Nimine could not now meet their Lady's eye as Si'anelle
did sit on Finaith her breath ragged and with beads of perspiration
standing proud upon her now starkly pale face. "Before Isha," her
friend did hiss again defiant, wicked pain like bright knives alive
within her nerves, "I shall not become a servant of Chaos, as is she
who does await us with an army of Beastmen under her command. For this
day I shall bring Death to walk among them and they shall not find the
willing ally that they did think they did await." Now Si'anelle's fever
bright eyes did seek her out, "Are you with me Ae'thenal?"
"You do know I am Si'anelle," she did say in reply without
hesitation. "Both for the sake of my oath, and for the sake of our
friendship." And now it was her turn to hiss in agony as the Banepearl
did search her body with its knives to warn her that it did hunger and
would not be denied.
It was Nimine who did speak first while the remnant of
Arhaindir Moonhand's people did stand silent and more than a little
fearful beneath the ancient trees. Awaiting the moment in which their
Lady and their standard bearers' affliction would pass so that they
could proceed upon their journey. "My Lady, you did speak of a servant
of Chaos. What is her name?"
"Dechala," Si'anelle did softly reply and while Nimine's face
became more pale than its usual shade Si'anelle did smile a fierce
smile and draw her pack the closer to her hand. Removing the sky blue
silk wrapped bundle that was the Banepearl from her pack and settling
it still shrouded within her grip. "Nimine," she did say, "I shall
charge you and your guard to ward Elanise and the children for these
Beastmen would delight to claim them for their mistress."
Her face still pale in shock Nimine did bow her head saying,
"As you command My Lady. While I do live this spawn of Chaos shall not
have them."
"Cedwyn," Si'anelle did say next to her archer champion. "When
we do come upon the Beastmen form up your archers into a double rank
and stand ready to test their hides with your sharp arrows. In the
moment when the Beastmen do begin their charge loose your shafts and do
not cease until they all are dead."
"My Lady," Cedwyn did say with a wry grin upon his face, "I did
have no other intent."
"Only Cedwyn," Si'anelle now did insist her expression having become
cruel and hard, "you must hold in the face of more perhaps than Gor and
Ungor; and you must not break and run no matter how great your fear."
With his grin now the more forced Cedwyn did reply, "And suffer
the searching wit of Nimine and her female guard in the aftermath My
Lady; - no, my archers and I shall stand firm before these Beastmen."
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