Spider Bite (Quest)
May 17, 2018 13:41:50 GMT -6
Post by dimino on May 17, 2018 13:41:50 GMT -6
It was over...It was all over...the battle was lost, and the monsters have won. Dimino sighed as he helped the wounded defender escape out of the city. In silence, he cursed himself for being so weak when the village needed the strongest to defend. "I...no...we failed..." Dimino said solemnly. He rose his helm as he looked back at the village. Though this wasn't his fight, he still felt that it was his duty to defend the village. "I made a promise...a damn promise that this village wouldn't fall...and yet I broke my promise...I have brought dishonor to myself and my tribe. If I can't do that, then truly, I don't deserve to return back to my tribe...I am not the one worthy to wield Giraiá Lans, nor will I ever be." Dimino said.
As he made a fair distance from the village, he lied the wounded defender down. There was no way he could take him back to a nearby village in time. All Dimino could do was take out a vulnerary and forced the defender to drink it in hopes that it'll recover his strength in due time. "Chalaróste me eiríni ton sýntrofó mou..." Dimino said in his tribal language. He turned his back from the village as he continued on his way. Though his heart was heavy this day, he would continue to grow stronger. Grow stronger not just for the people that threw down their lives for this battle, but so no battles like this will happen again. "Aftí i máchi den tha perásei aparatíriti ... Tha enischythó gia ekeínous pou épesan símera se aftá ta térata! Egó, Dimino, den tha to paratísei!" Dimino said as the wind blew his cape behind him. With a heavy heart still, he decided to continue on his way, silently mourning for those that perished.
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As he made a fair distance from the village, he lied the wounded defender down. There was no way he could take him back to a nearby village in time. All Dimino could do was take out a vulnerary and forced the defender to drink it in hopes that it'll recover his strength in due time. "Chalaróste me eiríni ton sýntrofó mou..." Dimino said in his tribal language. He turned his back from the village as he continued on his way. Though his heart was heavy this day, he would continue to grow stronger. Grow stronger not just for the people that threw down their lives for this battle, but so no battles like this will happen again. "Aftí i máchi den tha perásei aparatíriti ... Tha enischythó gia ekeínous pou épesan símera se aftá ta térata! Egó, Dimino, den tha to paratísei!" Dimino said as the wind blew his cape behind him. With a heavy heart still, he decided to continue on his way, silently mourning for those that perished.
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