Published: Dec 28 2007
"Reign? Trying to fill his shoes, are we? The truth of the matter is... it is not something that is taken. It is given by Her. And Her alone. You are not the next priest."
Oh, it was her. The fallen once-High Priestess. Pentamere. I had killed for her honour once. I had slain Rijda. I looked at her evenly.
"I stood ready-at-arms to heed a summons to find Baron Urynmaal but not one call was issued. I stood in the shadows listening to The Forsaken squabble over his successor. Not one thought him worth a rescue mission. Rijda is absent. Coil has done nothing. No one is willing to lead, so I shall. If Her majesty, the great goddess of the undead, Diamante, did not wish me to have this position, even temporarily, would she have not already struck me down?"
I held my hands and arms out in front of me to indicate that I was whole.
"I remain."
Subject: I Remain, by Akorylene 
Wed Mar 19, 2008 3:46 am