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Pwyll
Hero, villain, father, son, outcast… All of these things were Pwyll. Pirate, thief, killer, bandit, defiler, he had made a long career of being things considered unlawful. Granted, raiding and stealing of livestock was at times considered an honorable profession but there had not been a period in Pwyll's lifetime that they would have. He had protected Piyamaradu from those who had wanted to kill him but that had only did a bit to change how others looked at him. He remembered a bit of his father Wodanaz, his look of discontent when he saw Pwyll attack weaker children and the look of shame when Pwyll would outright ignore what his father had told him. Even with his son Balor, his illegitimate son, he barely took notice of him.
He came and went from Wilusa as he pleased. It was perhaps that which caused Balor to more view Gard, father of his mother's bloodline, as his father than he did his own biological father.
Entering Wilusa, he felt some eyes on him. Whenever the ThunderCats were in Wilusa they barely caused any stares, for a known criminal on the other hand it was different. There seemed to be less people this time.
"And where exactly were you?" asked a blacksmith.
"What does it matter?" asked Pwyll in return. "I come and go as I please. I left and now I am back."
"There was a siege going on!" exclaimed a woman. "Have you no sense of loyalty to Wilusa?"
Pwyll just shrugged that off. He continued walking through the streets. Coming to the Hall of the Gardites, he entered to find Cheetara of the ThunderCats there, sitting at the table. She stared at him with cautious, untrusting eyes.
"I heard about a lot of Evabon fighting against the Labinnac in the recent siege." She said. "Why haven't I heard your name?" There was a tone to her voice that made Cheetara sound as if she were interrogating Pwyll.
"Is Balor alive?" asked Pwyll in turn.
"He is." Answered Cheetara, her tone towards him an icy one.
"Then it makes no difference if I was here." Pwyll's lack of concern caused Cheetara to glare at him. He thought little of it, he just sat down at the table grabbed a plate of unfinished meat and started eating.
