Ireth
Mythic Scribe
Mauve runs after Rydh, and moments later I hear her bellowing at him. I grimace and shake my head, then take a deep breath and hurry out after her. I am too slow to reach her before she aims a blow at Rydh, but I rush forward nonetheless, grab her around the waist and do my best to pull her back.
Well, that was useless. I huff a sigh and instead brace myself between them, my arms outstretched to force them apart. I look left and right at each of them, trying to keep my voice calm.
"That is quite enough from both of you. Must every conflict we have lead to blows?"
Well, that was useless. I huff a sigh and instead brace myself between them, my arms outstretched to force them apart. I look left and right at each of them, trying to keep my voice calm.
"That is quite enough from both of you. Must every conflict we have lead to blows?"
Grandmaster
Shadow Lord
Valar Lord