The pathfinder nods, relaxing a little bit. "That is good, thank you Farseer. Something like this must be stopped.. even if it is aimed at lesser species, such things spread easily and to terrible effect. Though I cannot imagine how to begin fighting such a thing.." (OOC) aaand out for a little bit
"It is not your fault. You did your best and if there's something I've learned from my time with Caerys. Its that no matter how hard you try... You can't save them all." She said, her voice as soothing as it could be. She pulled her hand from his and instead, wrapped her arms around him pulling him closer, her face drawing closer to his. "You can't blame yourself Zu'ark." She whispered. "Such hatred will only lead to ruin. You're strong, but that hatred can cloud your judgment, hamper your decisions, don't let it consume you. Not every human is worthy of such hatred." She said, drawing closer, he could feel her breath on his face. "You saved this Strikeforce down there, and you saved the last remaining of Biel-Tan's warhost... You are not an obstacle." She continued, her voice now but a mere whisper in his ear.
He nodded and sighed, putting her arms down. "I am not a man fit for such close relation. I see we both have similar experiences and attempt to make feel each other better, but alas such relationships are dangerous with she who thirsts and especially me as a warrior. I do not want to die on the battlefield or march out there while you wait here everytime, hoping for my safe return. I saw the expressions on my mother, I do not desire to make you feel the same way. And neither can I stop being a warrior, not... Yet." The Shadow Spectre bowed deeply and laid a soft kiss, as gentle as a breath of air on Uiriel's cheek, then bowed once more. "Thank you very much for sharing the history of your life with me, I shall always remember it, for that I know now well that such experiences can lead to better than pure hatred. You have my gratitude and I am in your debt, for showing me a new path I shall attempt to walk, Wayseer Uiriel of Malan'tai." He bowed once more before taking his leave.
Uiriel watched him turn to leave, she stood there for a few moments without moving. Then she simply took a few steps back and sat back down on her bed, instinctively, she raised her hand to touch her cheek.
OOC: I'm back but can't read through all I missed tonight be back tmrw. I'm still at the thunderhawk with the spillt green acid last time I was on..
The survivor of Malan'tai was left alone, but Zu'ark had other 'business' to attend to and quickly found his target. Popping out like out of nowhere the Shadow Spectre stood next to the new Pathfinder, Razauil and Caerys. Still only dressed with his Mymearan Robes. "Farseer I need a word with you - Privately." He said after bowing slightly to each and everyone. Acknowledging that the Pathfinder may not know who he is - as he does not know who the new arrival was he bowed slightly deeper once more. "Apologies, I have not introduced myself yet - My name is Zu'ark, currently Shadow Spectre and hailing from Craftworld Mymeara." That done he turned back to the farseer, his face expression showing obvious urgency.
Caerys nodded towards Zu'ark. "Perhaps we will speak again." Caerys said to Kai. She then turned to Zu'ark. "Follow me to my quarters then." She stated as she began to leave the room.
Zu'ark followed Caerys step by step, his feet causing no sound with the soft Mymearan shoes he wore, staying silent until they reached her room. He bowed before taking the freedom to sit down. "It's about Uiriel..." The conversation was opened. OOC: Conversation will be held via Skype / PMs with Shady
Elysavar stepped in and threw several piercing strikes at his two enemies, before stepping back and taking a defensive stance once more. He could only chuckle at how aesthetically pleasing his moves would seem to the others. "I was trained by an Exarch of mine in close combat, though he gave up after he realised how badly I failed in it," He slowly arced the sword in air and pointed at his foes, "It is not that I sucked in it, but more or less it had something to do with how I always forgot the techniques and just focused on survival."
