Isolate and Medicate

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Torleik the Bloodskald Posts: 354

Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 8.0 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.3 :: 11 HP: 66.5 | Buff: SWIFT

Irelyn :: Plain Griffin :: Molten Dagger RedGod

11-26-2014, 09:27 PM

Torleik looked up when a shadow crossed over the water, seeing Tinek circling, and his heart did a strange lurching skitter beat. Where there was ice, there was an ice princess.

Ophelia had followed him here. And he didn't want that.

His gaze, flat and guarded, watched her approach, saw the anger in the stiff, rigid lines of her movement and wondered...if she just shattered into a million pieces, what would happen? Would he be surprised? Would it even hurt at this point?

Probably, Torleik mused. He was weak like that.

The pale-and-crimson mare stopped before him and hissed her words - and Torleik? He actually laughed. He laughed because her perceptions were so off that it couldn't be anything other than hilarious. But the mirth fizzled and died as quickly as it'd come and he shook his head. "Oh, Phi," he murmured, shortening her name for the first time. "That's not it at all. I have complete faith you'll be an exceptional leader," the Bloodskald said softly. "This place needs someone strong and sensible for once."

Her aptitude for the position was unquestioned. That didn't mean he approved of the Time God just...popping in, reminding anyone who would listen that he'd fucked their new leader before appointing her. Briefly Torleik wondered if that comment was meant directly for him since he wasn't under the impression that the God of the Spark was too dense to realize that the Bloodskald had feelings for the Forsaken.

So, what? Male pride? Yes, you want her, but never forget I had her first. And gave her a child. Oh and then wiped her memory of it so all the evidence of our encounter remains but she has no recollection because I'm a bastard like that.

Torleik's expression was bitter. He didn't blame Ophelia for the dalliance, nor the resultant child. That didn't mean it sat smoothly, the whole situation. It ate at his own precariously constructed sense of self.

She'd been with a god.

What did she need from him? What could he give her, just a pathetic, broken stallion as he was?

Nothing. He was a fool.

That's all he'd ever been.

"talk talk talk"

@[Ophelia]

Heartstrings Come Undone
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