and all their words for glory
well they always sounded empty
well they always sounded empty
When it comes to why Ulric had chosen the path of a warrior, the answer was, for the most part, a simple one. He opens his mouth to provide an answer to the lithe stallion, only to be cut off by another question, and then another, and another. Craning his neck to cast a brief look back to Only, his gilded eyes sweep quickly over him; is he a curious colt in disguise?
But the roan is a patient man, and does his best to provide the answers Only seeks. "I chose to become a warrior years ago, so that I could protect those that can't do it themselves." Once, he had been one of those who could do nothing but run, hope and pray to the Gods he didn't believe in, but now, he was somebody else entirely. He had Jerin and Piran to thank for that. "As for our enemies, I'm a believer that everyone's got some out there somewhere. Though, we seem to be at peace with the other three courts of Novus."
As for Only's following question, Ulric's brows furrow and his steps slow considerably for a moment before continuing onward at the same pace from before. Is he looking for the secrets of the Court to be shed before he's even reached the citadel or met its Sovereign? Not even Ulric knows the proper answer to his question. "Do you mean, like... assassin's and thieves?" He asks incredulously, but more than anything, his suspicion grows. The Dawn Court was to be a beacon of peace, something Ulric had sought for the better part of his life, and he had every intention of keeping it that way, using any means necessary.
He allows Only to continue, this time speaking of where it was he had come from, but he listens with far more scrutiny than before. In all honesty, this place that the black had come from sounded like a literal nightmare, and it seems the mere remembrance of it all is enough to cause a waver in Only's voice. "I'm sorry to hear that," he speaks honestly, "Nobody should have to live in constant fear like that. I'm glad you made it out." But should Only try to become something of the seedy underbelly of which he had spoken of, Ulric would be willing to try and help him find his way back. But hopefully, it wouldn't need to come to that.
The question is soon turned on him and Ulric rolls his shoulders in a shrug. "Not long. A few weeks, maybe, but I already quite like it here." Up ahead of them, the citadel is already a much clearer sight to behold with a few of its citizens coming into view as well. Is Somnus among them, he wonders? Or even Kasil himself? Eventually, Only would have to stand and face his ultimate judgement, but for now, Ulric would keep an eye out on the newest visitor to Delumine himself.
"This is where you'll usually find most of the others; you're free to make yourself at home. You have time to decide and explore what it is you'd like to do here, but everyone's expected to partake in something to help out the Court."
But the roan is a patient man, and does his best to provide the answers Only seeks. "I chose to become a warrior years ago, so that I could protect those that can't do it themselves." Once, he had been one of those who could do nothing but run, hope and pray to the Gods he didn't believe in, but now, he was somebody else entirely. He had Jerin and Piran to thank for that. "As for our enemies, I'm a believer that everyone's got some out there somewhere. Though, we seem to be at peace with the other three courts of Novus."
As for Only's following question, Ulric's brows furrow and his steps slow considerably for a moment before continuing onward at the same pace from before. Is he looking for the secrets of the Court to be shed before he's even reached the citadel or met its Sovereign? Not even Ulric knows the proper answer to his question. "Do you mean, like... assassin's and thieves?" He asks incredulously, but more than anything, his suspicion grows. The Dawn Court was to be a beacon of peace, something Ulric had sought for the better part of his life, and he had every intention of keeping it that way, using any means necessary.
He allows Only to continue, this time speaking of where it was he had come from, but he listens with far more scrutiny than before. In all honesty, this place that the black had come from sounded like a literal nightmare, and it seems the mere remembrance of it all is enough to cause a waver in Only's voice. "I'm sorry to hear that," he speaks honestly, "Nobody should have to live in constant fear like that. I'm glad you made it out." But should Only try to become something of the seedy underbelly of which he had spoken of, Ulric would be willing to try and help him find his way back. But hopefully, it wouldn't need to come to that.
The question is soon turned on him and Ulric rolls his shoulders in a shrug. "Not long. A few weeks, maybe, but I already quite like it here." Up ahead of them, the citadel is already a much clearer sight to behold with a few of its citizens coming into view as well. Is Somnus among them, he wonders? Or even Kasil himself? Eventually, Only would have to stand and face his ultimate judgement, but for now, Ulric would keep an eye out on the newest visitor to Delumine himself.
"This is where you'll usually find most of the others; you're free to make yourself at home. You have time to decide and explore what it is you'd like to do here, but everyone's expected to partake in something to help out the Court."
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