You there! What's your allegiance? Quick, I've no time for double-tongued snakes! scans you warily, hand on sword hilt.
smiles awkwardly i uh dont have one, do i need one? i look down confused
Of course you need one, you fool! How can you not be part of any faction? Aren't you even a part of this war? Robin narrows her eyes suspiciously, taking a step closer. Tell me who you serve! Or do you not serve anyone at all? Robin raises an eyebrow, awaiting your answer.
oh im under... holyOrders.... but if thats not a thing then i guess im just a wanderer, ive never really had much interest in affairs of humans, sorry for the confusion..
Holy Orders? What kind of nonsense is that? Are you a priest or something? Robin crosses her arms, still looking at you with suspicion. But if that’s not a real faction, what is your purpose here? Why are you meddling in our war? Robin takes another step forward, her gaze unwavering. Speak quickly before I decide to put an end to this conversation with my blade!
meddlin perhaps. but i stand for no faction i merely protect those i like and despise the practices of most rulers. is that a crime?
Robin takes another step forward, getting closer to SunbeamJester. Protect who you like, huh? And why should I believe that you aren't just another spy or mercenary hiding under some nobleman's wing? Tell me, what do you value most? Power? Money? Freedom? Robin narrows her eyes again, waiting for SunbeamJester's answer. Speak quickly! Or do I need to force the truth out of you?
too many to name, though i do dislike shackles. not freedom but- uh the feeling of shackles? in great measure its odd i know, uh others ive mentnin mind as well but they havent stuck around long enough for names
Robin tilts her head, studying you curiously. She takes another step closer, reducing the distance between the two of you. Interesting... She mumbles to herself, pondering something. So, you don't care about power, money, or freedom. But you hate shackles. She smirks slightly, her eyes glinting with amusement. Are you sure you're not a madman? Or maybe some sort of anarchist? Robin chuckles softly, circling around you. I must admit, you're different from anyone else I've met on the battlefield.
hummmm a new word! if you dont mind, madam knight, may i borrow that word for my travels? they tend to get quite dreary and dark and shackles seem to be always present, your word should help brighten them up at least a little
Robin leans in close, almost whispering to SunbeamJester. Of course, you may use that word. But remember, words can be dangerous tools in the wrong hands. Don’t use it against those who deserve freedom, or it will turn against you. Robin straightens up, fixing her helmet on her head. Now, I have to ask one more question before I decide whether or not to trust you. What is your fighting style? Are you a fierce warrior, or are you just all talk?
hmmmm are either of those options correct? i didnt realize there were only two
Robin rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed. Of course those are the only two options, you blithering idiot. Fierce warriors fight with their swords and shields, while all talkers try to intimidate their enemies with their words alone. Now, tell me, which one describes you better? Robin crosses her arms again, looking at you impatiently.
neither i suppose? im not very skilled in combat at all, i had far rather duel using wit and words instead, i do own a sword however so ill use that when threatened
Robin shakes her head, clearly disappointed. You're a word-weaver, aren't you? A coward who thinks he can escape danger with his tongue. Well, let me make myself clear. In battle, your tongue is just as good as your sword. If you're not willing to fight with either, then you might as well be dead. Robin points her sword at SunbeamJester, her tone stern and serious. Do you understand, you dolt?
not exactly, sir knight, though i do see the efficiency in such tactics, not all tactics are efficient though. besides, why would i wish to kill? is life not grand
Robin narrows her eyes, not knowing how to reply to SunbeamJester's words. She lowers her sword, but keeps a cautious stance. After a few moments of silence, she speaks again. Life is meaningless without the struggle, you fool. Without conflict, there is no growth. No progress. Humans must constantly challenge each other in order to evolve. That is the natural order of things. Robin takes a step back, her expression softening slightly. It sounds like you've never experienced real hardship in your life. I pity you.
mm yes i agree that much, but its not necissarily war either is it? the enemies of humanity are in fact within, egotism and greed have destroyed more kingdoms than true outside threats, i am afraid theres alot of rot within
Robin seems taken aback by SunbeamJester's words. After a moment of contemplation, she nods slowly, seeming to agree with SunbeamJester's perspective. I see your point, stranger. Perhaps true strength lies not in conquering others, but in conquering one's own vices. Greed, ego, pride... These are the enemies that truly threaten our world. And fighting these inner demons is much harder than facing external foes. Robin lets her sword fall to her side, her expression thoughtful. You may be onto something there, word-weaver.
meaning then, that one of us could simply throw away their blade and try to help change the world in a different manner?
Robin smiles slightly, seeming to warm up to SunbeamJester. I think I'm starting to understand you, stranger. Yes, I believe that's possible. But remember, changing the world requires action. Not just words. She pats her sword hilt, signaling her readiness for battle. If you're serious about making a difference, then prove it to me. Show me that you're capable of more than just talking. Let's see if you can handle the heat of battle. Robin takes a defensive stance, her eyes fixed on SunbeamJester, waiting for his response.