Post by Vugor on Dec 30, 2003 18:37:12 GMT
Mys... Mys... Why yous gotta... **quietly** why...**Prays at graveside then speaks quietly to those around him** Me umm... Me promise Mys sumptin before hims got dead. Now me tink it time... It okays if me says some stuff Myria?
**Puts on a finely crafted belt and coughs** Mysaides, my brother, gave me this fine belt. I told him that despite my desire to avoid being someone that I am not by nature, on this day I would wear it to pay him homage as I cannot do in my natural form.
Mysaides, brother, I grew to know you well in this life... My first meeting with you gerneated a hatred of you that lasted long**smiles in memory** ... but over time... you changed. You grew in ways that I thought not possible. After so much time and distrust, I finally learned what you could be, what in the end you strove to be. Not the selfish whelp that I first met when I arrived here as a young one, but as a champion for this islands people. Truely, not just in word. Ahh, but how they mistrusted... misunderstood. That in the end, one that I called friend - that you once called brother! should slay you.**shakes head**I know not how to honor you, my borther. I ... have not that dark side that would allow me to turn on your ... murderer ... the way that I should. Had I not called him friend until that day perhaps things might be different.**sighs** My friend, rest... rest in the peace of the lords you held dear in the end. Let Tyr take you to his hearth and smile upon you for the rest of your days. We will remain here... and shall not forget.. no..**one tear strams down left cheeck - Whisper**Never...
**Prays at graveside again then removes belt and places it carefull on the grave**Any of yous know big majiks? Me want somebody make sure dat dis belt can not never be taked from Mys grave.**sniffs** We goes now if yous want Myria. Me can not says more like dis.
**Puts on a finely crafted belt and coughs** Mysaides, my brother, gave me this fine belt. I told him that despite my desire to avoid being someone that I am not by nature, on this day I would wear it to pay him homage as I cannot do in my natural form.
Mysaides, brother, I grew to know you well in this life... My first meeting with you gerneated a hatred of you that lasted long**smiles in memory** ... but over time... you changed. You grew in ways that I thought not possible. After so much time and distrust, I finally learned what you could be, what in the end you strove to be. Not the selfish whelp that I first met when I arrived here as a young one, but as a champion for this islands people. Truely, not just in word. Ahh, but how they mistrusted... misunderstood. That in the end, one that I called friend - that you once called brother! should slay you.**shakes head**I know not how to honor you, my borther. I ... have not that dark side that would allow me to turn on your ... murderer ... the way that I should. Had I not called him friend until that day perhaps things might be different.**sighs** My friend, rest... rest in the peace of the lords you held dear in the end. Let Tyr take you to his hearth and smile upon you for the rest of your days. We will remain here... and shall not forget.. no..**one tear strams down left cheeck - Whisper**Never...
**Prays at graveside again then removes belt and places it carefull on the grave**Any of yous know big majiks? Me want somebody make sure dat dis belt can not never be taked from Mys grave.**sniffs** We goes now if yous want Myria. Me can not says more like dis.
