"If our war was but the only one to be had, mayhap." It isn't, and he can't countenance laying down his arms until he has made amends. He doesn't know how long that will take, if it's even possible to do.
How odd that he isn't an old man twisted by spite and loathing? Yes, well...
He starts towards the Pokemon Center, keeping pace to walk aside her.
"There are others--though whether you know them I am not sure. Well. Most of them I am sure you do not, tis Ziva that is the question."
How to explain their interpersonal drama...Fury only knows, he definitely doesn't.
"She is the Warrior of Light, though...one of a different world, mayhap, I know not. Solus zos Galvus, the Garlean emperor--though he is not what you may think, and far more like to stick his nose where it is unwelcome than conquer nations, at least these. Urianger of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Ardbert, another Warrior of Light, truly of a different world. And Hythlodaeus, who..."
He doesn't know how to explain. Ysayle never had to worry about all these sundered worlds and splintered souls.
"Is an old friend of Solus, an ancient from when the world was...whole." It's a long story. She really did miss a lot, but at least two of those are best not encountered without fair warning.
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How odd that he isn't an old man twisted by spite and loathing? Yes, well...
He starts towards the Pokemon Center, keeping pace to walk aside her.
"There are others--though whether you know them I am not sure. Well. Most of them I am sure you do not, tis Ziva that is the question."
How to explain their interpersonal drama...Fury only knows, he definitely doesn't.
"She is the Warrior of Light, though...one of a different world, mayhap, I know not. Solus zos Galvus, the Garlean emperor--though he is not what you may think, and far more like to stick his nose where it is unwelcome than conquer nations, at least these. Urianger of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Ardbert, another Warrior of Light, truly of a different world. And Hythlodaeus, who..."
He doesn't know how to explain. Ysayle never had to worry about all these sundered worlds and splintered souls.
"Is an old friend of Solus, an ancient from when the world was...whole." It's a long story. She really did miss a lot, but at least two of those are best not encountered without fair warning.