[ viren observes without comment as soren throws away the sheathe and sword, the sharp noise of the clatter reverberating off the cave's walls. there's a spiteful sort of irony that viren feels, watching his son do so; he would happily miss the point in adjudging it to be an admittance of magic's superiority. his tail begins to twitch again, and the look he's fixed upon his son is intense. ]
You've failed humanity, as well.
[ what was he looking at? a deserter? a traitor? what happened, is the persistent question that occupies his thoughts. ]
[ but he has to weigh whether or not that the answers to those questions even matter: soren's certainly made evident his decision, after all. ]
no subject
You've failed humanity, as well.
[ what was he looking at? a deserter? a traitor? what happened, is the persistent question that occupies his thoughts. ]
[ but he has to weigh whether or not that the answers to those questions even matter: soren's certainly made evident his decision, after all. ]