@Warsman:As he examined the daggers Zadaire felt a bit of shame. He had given her a marvelous gift and she gave him daggers. Wow, that was quite a disparity and yet it was one of the few things of value not only monetary but also emotionally. She could've given him her most prized possession but she knew she could never willingly part with her beautiful scythe. The instrument of her craft and the one weapon she had mastered through hard work and perseverance. She nodded and watched as his arms stretched out for her. How could a being representing such a god show such kindness? She moved over to him and hugged him feeling weird since hugging wasn't something she did often.
Very well Warsman. Although my daggers are mere child's play to the sword you just gifted me.
@T.J. Magnum: (*Lol.* Not that hard to figure out. ;P)
@dreadmaster:She gazed at him silently for a couple of minutes. She studied some of his mannerisms including just the way he sat in the chair. While destruction may have it's uses, pure destruction for the point of recreation is an awful thing, Werner. Destruction for an end though... is more acceptable at least in my eyes. Everything is relative as far it concerns me. Sanity is a tad overrated. At least within your insanity you can do as you please without being held back by what horrors you may create. And although I appreciate your offer I question if there isn't anything I can do as repayment.
She looked forward for a few moments. I never said I didn't feel welcome here. I just feel out of place. This is not my home, this is not my reality. This is not the universe that was a part of my stomping grounds. I simply miss home. I would give up my life as an assassin in a heartbeat just to return and gaze upon the rolling hills where I learnt my craft, where I learnt to control myself and what I could do. Where I learnt to fight and keep fighting even when all hope seemed lost..
@Warsman:She gazed entranced by the shimmering jewels that were etched alone the finely crafted scabbard. It was truly a sight to behold. She looked up at the cosmic entity. This being that gave off such a stench of power and authority and yet right now he was offering her friendship. She extended her hand and grasped into the scabbard. There was an ancient and powerful magic embedded within it and she gazed at Warsman with a look of awe and appreciation as she unsheathed the sword from the scabbard and gazed upon the metals.
Thank you. It is a kind gift... I'm at a lost for words. She examined the sword carefully still in awe of the craftmanship. Then if this is a gift of eternal friendship from you then I ask that you take this as a symbol of friendship from me. She sheathed the sword and slung it across her back, opposite of her trusty Scythe and then pulled out two expertly crafted daggers, in a deep silver sheath. There was a design upon both sheaths that when joined together created a more elaborate design. She moved forward and offered him the daggers. My thank you and my gift of friendship towards you, Avatar of Khorne.
@dreadmaster: And yet there is some good in your heart even if you're not quick to acknowledge it. Else, you would not have offered to help me finding my way home. We all walk different paths from the ones those we cared about, even a little, would've wanted us to walk through.
@Warsman:Deathscythe eyed the massive individual feeling like a roach in comparison to him. He reached to grab a sword and she was left in awe of it. It was simply beautiful to her eyes. It reminded her of the metal work of the Warrior Monks except this was much more refined. She glanced at it and shook her head unable to accept such an elaborate gift.
Warsman, your gift is too generous and I feel I've not done anything to deserve it. I'm honored but I simply cannot accept it.
@dreadmaster: She listens to Werner's story about his father about being thrown out and finding a place, a comforting shoulder in this hero he spoke so highly about. Zadaire thought on this for a few moments before answering. So the hero saved you... Interesting... He seems like the type to try to convince you to turn your life around. She shrugged. I can see why you would speak highly of him although it's odd to hear someone like you speak about owing anything to anyone... moreso from a bleeding heart.
@dreadmaster:She shrugged her shoulders. It's fine. Honestly it's inconsequential in the larger scheme of things. But the fact that a 'villain' would, willingly, claim someone as one of the greatest heroes makes me question if you're as bad as you claim to be. She teased him a little before moving off to a nearby seat.
@Warsman:She watched Warsman and gave a little smile. Please rise, I'm neither Queen nor Goddess. And all is forgiven, Avatar of Chaos.
@Warsman: Ha. She responds to Warsman compliment. I would beg to differ there are others with better... physical attributes but thank you nonetheless. And I'm known as Deathscythe. Pleasure to make your acquaintance yet again.
@dreadmaster: The universe is vast made up of many different planets and civilizations. To claim any as "the greatest in the universe" is an insult towards the many 'heroes' that roam about. But heroics is a subjective topic as it were.
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