[RPG] [FE][Svunnetland] Crossroads.

[Eiyrn]

/Einar was on the last leg of his trip. He would ride into and through 
Zolon's central command in just the matters of hours.He would be 
continuing on to Isposez, the temple city he hoped would see enlightened 
thought in the dark days the were to befall the former Empire. In a way 
the had. but only at great personal expense and heartache. He would go 
to the Royal keep and Palace he commissioned, approved and had build. He 
would look in on the progress of the nursery. Go to the royal court that 
was not far from his residence and make his recommendation on Miraglonn, 
then he would find out the answer to his question./

/An answer that would at least end a chapter that desperately needed 
closed. It would heal no wounds, those recent ones would take time. The 
old ones, well the old ones wee as healed as they were going to get. It 
struck Einar odd as he rode with the barest of detail, that the only one 
that was not profoundly changed by the experience was William Draconis. 
He was the only on that insisted things remain the same and the only one 
that still proclaimed his innocence. The deep scar acrossed his chest 
caused not by the blade of his brother and personal champion Sabastian, 
but of the sin of he and Hoshi's lack of communication... causing them 
each to stride to almost improve that... and how even now too often they 
failed. Einar had found the spirituality that Doomgiver could never 
teach him, that Hoshi never managed to rub off on him in those dark days./

/Hoshi had lost much of her spiritual nature and faith. She constantly 
worked on, what at one time was second nature to her. She also bore the 
weight of the world on her shoulders, as if bearing a penance. Einar 
watched too often the sorrow filled and hurt look she had when looking 
at children and he had thanked the gods, even Rig that had so much sport 
of him when they at last conceived a child. But she had become more 
distant from her people as she had charged him with and she had always 
been the soul of the land... now that soul was only barely a flicker 
with the weight of the world and the weight of lose and turbulence so 
heavy up one it./

/Einar's penance was to watch this helplessly knowing there is nothing 
he could do to end it. Soon she would make her decision and Einar's path 
would be lain out clearly before him. Einar made a mental note, talk to 
Hammer and Ariana. The return of Palnasos was an arbitrary benchmark for 
a marriage. Ariana was already past a certain age and Hammer was no 
longer young himself. If they wanted family, yesterday would be a good 
day to start. Not what could be a year or more in the making to get 
Palnasos back. Palnasos was just a place, it had nothing to do with a 
couples happiness./

/Draconis spent about a year and a half away and came back the same 
snide, sniping, insulting person he was before he left. Einar had not 
even found out he was back until the crude fellow had bellowed out his 
insult of Einar's hunting ability when he had tried to go on a peaceful 
hunt with his wife. His ire he contained, even if he was not exactly the 
most enjoyable person to be around... 3 months he had been there while 
Einar investigated the crimes committed against the people of Batesaor. 
Far to long for him to protest the goings on. He was disappointed that 
Hammer, Ariana, nor Sabastian did. And when he asked and the answer was 
that they needed troops and money and Draconis had both... somehow 
Svunnetland was tainted more for him that day./

/Einar had become more withdrawn again with Draconis roving free about 
the lands he had spoiled not to long before. The trip to Anrimap, Einar 
suspected what was going on and was already traveling with the party 
going there before even asked. No way in the heavens or hells he was 
going to let that man gawk at his wife again and try to raise about his 
station in such a mean manner. Hoshi was Einar's wife and Einar couldn't 
stomach the lusty looks Draconis would steal at her.
/

/When Hoshi made the man a lord once more it was all he could bear, 
Hoshi asked for Einar's acceptance, he tried, he thought, mediated and 
in the end, could not find a way. He protested her decision and 
Draconis' could do nothing but smear and muddy the land with tales of 
the past, not once mentioning his crime smug in the knowledge it was not 
supposed to be commonly known. It was and Einar could see it in peoples 
eyes far too often. It only served to punish he and Hoshi and strain 
their relationship further when they had just after many pain filled 
discussion gotten back together... and of course protect the villain 
under a veil of their shame. Once Einar lifted the veil the nobility 
came alive with indignation. Einar kicked himself for living in the fear 
of exposure for as long as he had. Maybe if he had earlier Draconis 
would have been protested when he had returned in the first place./

/At last the man with dirty politics angered everyone. Now Draconis was 
ready to make charges at what he considered his rival. Einar had a 
conversation with a lot of people and to the entire Warrior Caste. It 
was justice that such a plain villain be put done like the dog he was. 
He would say so if asked. The man was an affront to family decency, and 
Serko was a family man. just like any that would duel this filthy man to 
his death would have every right as he was a stain on Nobility. Serko 
just had his own ways./

"Send word to my wife," Einar told a messenger, "I will be home soon."
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