[Yoshimo, a man you called friend, stands before you. His expression grim, determined, but you see the edges of pain, not only physical, around his eyes, as he holds his sword to bear against you. You feel such rage at him, at his betrayal, but also sorrow. And that is what you desperately cling to.
"It doesn't have to be like this! I can help you!" You will him to believe, to listen. For there to be some glimmer of hope.
And he shakes his head furiously. "No redemptions, and no second chances, let us get this over with! I stride into the hell Irenicus promised! Ilmater take my heart, I have no choice!"
He launches at you, fighting with everything he knows of you. Because you know he must. The geas gives him no choice in it. But his heart is not in it, you can see it in his eyes. And when you strike a killing blow, his face looks relieved.
You drop you weapons and cradle him as he falls. His blood wets your leggings. They'll bear the stains forever. But you don't care, you are comforting your friend. The friend you were forced to kill, because of the monster who stole your soul.
"I'll carry your heart to Ilmater. I swear, my friend." The words seen to reassure him as he relaxes. His breath rattles from him one last time before he's still.
You hold him for a while and none of the others interrupt you. When you've control of yourself, you lay Yoshimo down and draw your dagger. You said you'd take his heart to find him absolution, so you had better get to it.]
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"It doesn't have to be like this! I can help you!" You will him to believe, to listen. For there to be some glimmer of hope.
And he shakes his head furiously. "No redemptions, and no second chances, let us get this over with! I stride into the hell Irenicus promised! Ilmater take my heart, I have no choice!"
He launches at you, fighting with everything he knows of you. Because you know he must. The geas gives him no choice in it. But his heart is not in it, you can see it in his eyes. And when you strike a killing blow, his face looks relieved.
You drop you weapons and cradle him as he falls. His blood wets your leggings. They'll bear the stains forever. But you don't care, you are comforting your friend. The friend you were forced to kill, because of the monster who stole your soul.
"I'll carry your heart to Ilmater. I swear, my friend." The words seen to reassure him as he relaxes. His breath rattles from him one last time before he's still.
You hold him for a while and none of the others interrupt you. When you've control of yourself, you lay Yoshimo down and draw your dagger. You said you'd take his heart to find him absolution, so you had better get to it.]