Ronin
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"What we can do," a smooth, oiled voice interjected, "well-spoken, Sir Nuvellon."
It was then that Sir Jonas Virn approached the group, his helmet removed, flax-blonde hair windswept above blue eyes. His armor was bruised and scuffed, his sword naked across his arm as he wiped black blood from the blade with a silk cloth.
"It is not our place to brood on failures already suffered," he continued, "Winter has come, and it comes with vengeance. We must not allow ourselves to fail as miserably as the early church did in the first years of the Skirmishes. The Caer must be stopped immediately."
He took a final pass over his sword with the cloth. The Ramson-steel blade gleamed, then whipped through the air, returning to its sheath with a metallic clk.
"It is for this reason that I am submitting my candidacy as a master of the Monastic Council," Virn said, "the church's leniency and complacency is what allowed the Caer to reach the strength they have. I intend to check their power." He looked at Leon, then at Kurtrin. "I hope that I can trust the both of you for your support, Sir Nuvellon and Sir Hayes. Dufort's loss was a crushing blow, but we cannot allow it to stagger us. We must act."
It was then that Sir Jonas Virn approached the group, his helmet removed, flax-blonde hair windswept above blue eyes. His armor was bruised and scuffed, his sword naked across his arm as he wiped black blood from the blade with a silk cloth.
"It is not our place to brood on failures already suffered," he continued, "Winter has come, and it comes with vengeance. We must not allow ourselves to fail as miserably as the early church did in the first years of the Skirmishes. The Caer must be stopped immediately."
He took a final pass over his sword with the cloth. The Ramson-steel blade gleamed, then whipped through the air, returning to its sheath with a metallic clk.
"It is for this reason that I am submitting my candidacy as a master of the Monastic Council," Virn said, "the church's leniency and complacency is what allowed the Caer to reach the strength they have. I intend to check their power." He looked at Leon, then at Kurtrin. "I hope that I can trust the both of you for your support, Sir Nuvellon and Sir Hayes. Dufort's loss was a crushing blow, but we cannot allow it to stagger us. We must act."