Glory [ Mandatory Herd Meeting!]

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Glory [ Mandatory Herd Meeting!]

Paladin the Valiant Posts: 153

Deceased

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.3 hh :: 15 Years Buff: DANCE

Tamme

#35

08-30-2012, 10:04 AM

I WANT TO FEEL THE PAIN AND THE BITTER TASTE
OF THE BLOOD ON MY LIPS, AGAIN

The bite of his pain had been soothed from the healing, and his crimson eyes, the second barely cracked now, observed the black and golden mare as she began to speak to him. Paladin was grateful for finally a shred of sanity among the high emotions and nonsense that was just yelled out. He dipped his head in a respectful bow to the Qian leader. "Should an internal issue arise, such as this, I would appreciate high ranking members of the Qian to serve as impartial judges," he replied. "Your verdict shall be respected and honored - if, you are all right with allowing your herd to assume such a roll in the Foothills."

"Should you require anything from the Foothills or myself personally, you know where to find me." The black dun had done this before with Voltaic. He had done this before with Aera, having befriended the feisty dark mare despite her natural disinclination toward his species. Why, suddenly, so many old faces decided to imagine such falsities about him was distressing and saddening. Paladin had even opened his home on the Tides to a group of peace keepers, or had everyone forgotten that fact as well?

Paladin raised a brow as Smoke spoke. So now she was eager actually have a polite and simple dialogue with him? Now, after taking her moody words and poisoning the air, coupled with her bitchy, arrogant attitude, she wanted to speak. The stallion's crimson eyes flashed with bitterness, and he stared at her in disbelief. After all she had done to purposefully ignore his calm behavior, mock a position he had given her, and then ignore his apology? She wanted to discuss this privately? She was the one who had made this entire ordeal public! "As I said. He stated simply, flatly.

Hearing the child-stallion speak riled the spark of his temper again, and Paladin inhaled deeply as he watched the insolent whelp continue to make a fool of himself. "The apology is not an option if you wish to remain here..." he growled. "I did the same on the Tides to those who insulted others, and I shall do the same here. If you are unable to apologize for your needless slander and somehow manage to stuff down a misplaced ego, then your poisonous attitude is no longer welcome." He glared. "I care not about your personal feelings on the matter. If you have a legitimate qualm about my mate other than your belief that she is a traitor, though to what I am unsure, and a whore, you may speak to me privately instead of shouting out your hatred in the form of a bloody, pointless challenge." Paladin was at his patience's end with bullshit.

A voice of reason, finally, with no opinion on the debate so far. The black dun stallion nodded deeply to the blue, his crimson eyes softening. "I believe you would make a fine diplomat. Which herd would you like to visit first on our behalf?" he asked earnestly, waiting to see what types he wanted to visit in the name of equality.