Author's Note: I doubted I could publish just the following so I added other crap and am not sure if it is good. Constanence is my OC, 'cos I wanted the person to have the conversation with Robin to be a woman, but stronger than Marion. So I don't care if she's a Mary Sue - she is just a tool of mine. Please give me your thoughts.
Original Version:
"Robin these people need a hero."
"I know, but I am only a man, I can't do everything."
"No, but you can do something."
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Current Version (with adjectives and maybe a plot):
"Robin, these people need a hero." Constanence glared at the legendry Robin Hood.
"I know, but I am only a man, I can't do everything." He pleaded his case.
"No, but you can do something."
Marion sat down, "She's right, Robin."
He stormed off, his hair flying like a golden cloud behind him.
Constanence glared after his retreating shape, her dark, curling hair falling around her pale face. She stood, brushing dirt off her velvet, vermillion dress and followed the former son of the Earl of Huntington.
"Why can't you accept that these people need you?"
He would not meet her intense green eyes, "Because I can't do anything for them."
"Wrong," she said with such ferocity that he backed up a step. "You can give them hope."
"Why don't you?" He challenged.
"Simply because every child by the fireside does not request stories of me; when Sir Guy of Gisburne attacks it is not my name for whom people plea; my face does not instill fear in the sheriff of Nottingham. That, my friend, is you. I'd help if I could. But the legends of you are so great and seeing them personified would help these people live through the winter. They need a hero."
After a long silence he turned to her, "A hero you say?"
"Aye," she nodded a victorious smile bubbling across her face. "A hero."