๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐, ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐๐, ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ค๐ for the cause he believes is just. yet in a matter of moments the battle cries from his mouth are choked by blood, and his weapon falls to the cobbled streets with a clang. another is left standing before them. clad in black, wielding a large dagger which is promptly tucked away. it has served is use. he looks upon their stern and frightened faces, but the time for pity is not now. the fall of the sword was enough to draw attention, already the sound of armor clad footsteps was growing nearer. โ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. โ the man says, and though hesitant, they follow.
the path in which he leads them is far easier returning than it was venturing out in search of them. the destination was not far.
โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐..! โ he spoke with a sense of urgency. a cautious look around before the door behind them was shut. the light of the fires may fend off the rats for a while yet, but did little to dismay the soldiers that scoured the streets in search of the last of the de rune family. โ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐. โ he ventured further inside, halting only when he noticed them lingering by the door.
โ ๐๐๐... ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐? ๐๐. ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. โ there is a deep sigh which follows his words. a moment of thought. โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. โ / @resfaybr ( amicia de rune ) & @eoinia ( hugo de rune ).
