The Stoneshield

“Is that really what you think this is? A joke? As if my love for my country has never been anything to take seriously?”

She gave him a pointed glare, her fists curled tightly at her side. Her fingernails pressing harshly into her delicate palms.

“Is that really what you think this is? A joke? As if my love for my country has never been anything to take seriously?”

She gave him a pointed glare, her fists curled tightly at her side. Her fingernails pressing harshly into her delicate palms.

You’re a beast hunter, aren’t you?

We are hunters, the both of us.

Well, that’s most unfortunate.

If you have a change of heart, you know where to come.

There must be oodles for us to share.

May the good blood guide your way.

Good to see you safe.

There’s something I want to tell you.

There must be some safe place to run off to?

Around here, you are the only one I can turn to.

You understand, don’t you?

I knew you’d come back for more.

Whatever happens, you may think it all a bad dream.

Didn’t you see the warning?

How did you get in here?

You have the whole night to dream. Make the best of it.

I have nothing more to offer.

This night is long, but morning always comes.

Remember yourself. You are not a beast.

Isn’t it time someone put you out of your misery?

May you find your worth in the waking world.

Do the Gods love their creations?

Would you ever think to love me?

I do love you. Isn’t that how you’ve made me?

What a mess you’ve been caught up in.

Prepare yourself for the worst.

My glory days were long ago now.

The sweet blood, oh, it sings to me.

It’s enough to make a man sick.

It will be a long hunt tonight.

You needn’t concern yourself with me.

I can wait. I won’t be afraid.

I’ve much better ways to pass the time.

Don’t you have work to do? Go slit some throats.

Do you think I owe you something?

Don’t you come near me! I know your type.

What, you think I’m a beast?

He’s not to be trusted.

Not even death offers solace.

Have mercy on the poor bastard.

Throw yourself to the wolves.

My god is lost to me, so I must find another.

On a night like this… I took you for a monster.

Thank the stars you’re fairly normal.

This whole place is falling apart.

Continued from [X]

“I must thank you again for your hospitality, ma’am.” Targon mused as he stroked his beard sagely, his curiosity turned to his surroundings as his host began to serve the evening’s meal. It was a nice enough little hut; in fact, the only complaint he had was that it was a little cramped due to his armour and size. That, and the staring of the snake. The snake was a little bit creepy.

You’re a beast hunter, aren’t you?

We are hunters, the both of us.

Well, that’s most unfortunate.

If you have a change of heart, you know where to come.

There must be oodles for us to share.

May the good blood guide your way.

Good to see you safe.

There’s something I want to tell you.

There must be some safe place to run off to?

Around here, you are the only one I can turn to.

You understand, don’t you?

I knew you’d come back for more.

Whatever happens, you may think it all a bad dream.

Didn’t you see the warning?

How did you get in here?

You have the whole night to dream. Make the best of it.

I have nothing more to offer.

This night is long, but morning always comes.

Remember yourself. You are not a beast.

Isn’t it time someone put you out of your misery?

May you find your worth in the waking world.

Do the Gods love their creations?

Would you ever think to love me?

I do love you. Isn’t that how you’ve made me?

What a mess you’ve been caught up in.

Prepare yourself for the worst.

My glory days were long ago now.

The sweet blood, oh, it sings to me.

It’s enough to make a man sick.

It will be a long hunt tonight.

You needn’t concern yourself with me.

I can wait. I won’t be afraid.

I’ve much better ways to pass the time.

Don’t you have work to do? Go slit some throats.

Do you think I owe you something?

Don’t you come near me! I know your type.

What, you think I’m a beast?

He’s not to be trusted.

Not even death offers solace.

Have mercy on the poor bastard.

Throw yourself to the wolves.

My god is lost to me, so I must find another.

On a night like this… I took you for a monster.

Thank the stars you’re fairly normal.

This whole place is falling apart.