Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

Hyam shook his head, not looking at her as she started speaking. No, no, no! He wasn't going to fall for that again. But then he just couldn't keep his mouth shut. Alright, forgive me, he said sarcastically. If you want to get technical, then yes, self-defense is perfectly fine. And how the hell was I suppose to know you're not part of that group of manipulative, power hungry sorcerers? You were all proud and shit a moment ago, and that tells me for you it's not just about self-preservation or learning control. You may hide now when the argument gets rough, but you are a part of the magic-user family, are you not? If you're going to weigh me down with responsibility for my group--although I do accept it and have done my share of bad deeds--be prepared to do the same for yourself. He shook his head and let out a disgusted breath. You know, I don't even really care that you insulted me and my fellows, he said smiling without humor. I don't care about your apology and there's nothing you can say or do that'll convince me you're a 'good little witch'. You do what they can, you're a part of them and have to accept their crimes as your own. What you do is evil. I have seen people who lived in towns and cities ruled over by magic-user families. People who have not done anything wrong in their whole fucking lives and were tortured by magic. For no reason, except like you said, to use them as playthings for the sorcerers' sadistic pleasure. I'm sure you're familiar with what a magical burn is like. Or a curse. Nobody deserves that done to them especially not innocent people. You are sick! Hyam paused after he'd yelled at her and stopped, his mouth hanging open a bit. He hadn't meant for the argument to go this direction but had let himself be moved by emotion. He closed his mouth and looked off into space for a moment, remembering sad things, before he shook it off and looked at the girl again. His fire was gone and he wasn't going to fight with her anymore. He wasn't going to punish her for that ... Just forget it, he said looking down at the ground in resignation. No more talking or I'll come in there and put a gag on you. Mutch just sat by the door quietly sipping from his rum bottle, looking back and forth between the two of them like he was watching an intense wrestling match. ------------------ Captain Chuliandred laughed heartily at the woman's response. He knew she had to have heard of him and he was very pleased to hear that the magic-user families considered him threatening enough to give him a name. Yes, well, he started, smiling jovially at her. I'm of the opinion that it's unfair for you sorcerers to have such an advantage over normal people. You can use magic AND you have artifacts that have powers as well. I think we should even the odds and you all should share the wealth. He held his chin with his fingers, his elbow resting on the table as he gave her a charming smile. Tell me your opinion on the current state of the magic-user families. How do you feel things are being run--fairly, or is there an imbalance in power and how it's being used? Jaichim watched her as he fished for information. If the medallion was to be used right, he had to find out how to best manipulate her into unleashing it's power for him. He had plans for what he wanted to do with it, but first he had to see how easily it would be to convince her onto his side.