"I am a wizard..." A small, quavering voice spoke out through the darkness
of the cell. Moonlight seeped through the small cracks in the ceiling, filtering
down on a young woman, her brown hair tangled about her face. "The mightiest of
all classes in Rune Midgard...with a few words muttered...we can slay anything.
Possibly even destroy the world...Heh." Stiffling small fits of laughter, she
dropped her back flat against the concreate, straw mixing in with the auburn
locks.
The cell doors swung open as a man entered the cell, stopping at her feet. His heavy armor clankered about, as he removed his helmet, the dark blue strands falling about his eyes. "Care to explain what the FUCK has been going on?!" His voice couldn't contain anymore rage, throwing the helm to the ground, rolling away. "I come back and find out you're to die at sunset! Can you percieve how upsetting that possibly can be?!"
"Of course I can." Her eyes shifted to the cracks in the rooftop, staring out at the stars. "This is what I get for being good."
The Crusader could only shake his head. "Could you stop hiding behind it and tell me why?"
"Its quite a complicated little fairy tale..." Shifting onto her side, her eyes traveled to examine him. "I could drone on and on about how mistreated I am, but what good would that do me? The judgement has been made, even if unfairly, and I rather I die than others be punished."
"Snap out of it!" His patience had already worn thin from constant arguing with the guards to see her, and this was his thanks for the visit? "Quit thinking that way, Jovis." Calming a bit, his voice showing his plea. "Would you please explain it all?"
"I could." Her index finger traced along the dirty floor, giving a small smile. "It would be a pure waste of time, as my story meant nothing to the courts, meant nothing to the jurors and meant nothing to the Judge."
"It will mean something to me." His voice cut her off, startling her a bit.
"If you wish..."
The cell doors swung open as a man entered the cell, stopping at her feet. His heavy armor clankered about, as he removed his helmet, the dark blue strands falling about his eyes. "Care to explain what the FUCK has been going on?!" His voice couldn't contain anymore rage, throwing the helm to the ground, rolling away. "I come back and find out you're to die at sunset! Can you percieve how upsetting that possibly can be?!"
"Of course I can." Her eyes shifted to the cracks in the rooftop, staring out at the stars. "This is what I get for being good."
The Crusader could only shake his head. "Could you stop hiding behind it and tell me why?"
"Its quite a complicated little fairy tale..." Shifting onto her side, her eyes traveled to examine him. "I could drone on and on about how mistreated I am, but what good would that do me? The judgement has been made, even if unfairly, and I rather I die than others be punished."
"Snap out of it!" His patience had already worn thin from constant arguing with the guards to see her, and this was his thanks for the visit? "Quit thinking that way, Jovis." Calming a bit, his voice showing his plea. "Would you please explain it all?"
"I could." Her index finger traced along the dirty floor, giving a small smile. "It would be a pure waste of time, as my story meant nothing to the courts, meant nothing to the jurors and meant nothing to the Judge."
"It will mean something to me." His voice cut her off, startling her a bit.
"If you wish..."