[color=8dc73f][center][h1]Freyr[/h1][/center][/color]

Unexpectedly, Neil decided go acompany him to Ambran to see the apothecary. Neil's words made Freyr think a bit more about humans... He wondered... Did he really hated the human race as a whole, due to their self destructive ways and their greed? Did Freyr only liked a few humans because they were less... 'humans' than the others? Because they acted more like Vieras and other monsters that lived in harmony with the forest? Or did Freyr only hate certain types of humans, those who could be defined as 'bad'...? Truth be told, the line between those two options was beginning to become blurred, as the vast majority of the humans he met acted the same way... Almost like if it was a disease of some sorts...


"So uhh, do you mind telling me about Vieras? I really would like to know about your kind. It's... It's obvious that you're not- you're not the run-of-the-mill kind of monsters." He asked, after they were walking for a bit. It was an interesting question, Vieras were in fact very different from other demi-humans...

[color=8dc73f]"Vieras have... very deep conections to the natural world. Not only physical, but magical as well. We live secluded inside our gigantic forests, serving as guardians of that sacred place. Most Vieras lives and dies inside the forest. They do have the choice of leaving the forest, but if they ever leave... they will not be allowed to come back. If they do, they will be treated as outcasts, and immediately escorted out of the forest."[/color] Freyr said, with his eyes lost on the horizon as he talked, lost in his memories as he talked about his race.

[color=8dc73f]"As I said before, vieras have a deep connection to the nature and the magic that naturally flows through the world... When a Viera is exposed to a perturbation to the flow of magic, it will feel it on his own being. And if its intense enough... They will be sent into a frenzy state, becoming several times stronger, faster, more lethal, being capable of even tearing apart metal shackles with our own strength. But while lost on this frenzied, feral state, we will not distinguish friend from foe, instead attacking everyone on sight as long as it is not another Viera."[/color] He continued.

[color=8dc73f]"Vieras are already a warrior race, being extremely adept at fighting, especially while inside a forest. When our enemies try to ouse the only thing that would counter our martial prowess, magic, they quickly learn that it wasn't a good idea. Due to those things, the Vieras are the sole sovereigns and absolute guardians of the forest we live in. It's the sole reason why humans never invaded our forests, and the reason why the rest of the world knows little about our kind. But this same curiosity towards our kind have already lead to some cruel acts the humans did to some of us... I've already seen humans purposely provoking the frenzied state we call 'Mist Frenzy', certain that they could beat us, in a foolish bravado, only to have their bodies torn broken and torn by an innocent Viera, sometimes a woman or even a child... I don't need to tell you the mental scars that followed these things..."[/color] He said, still looking to the horizon.

[color=8dc73f]"About centaurs... Our kind normally doesn't have much contact with them, because they mainly live on the plains, and we live on dense forests. But the few occasions we met, they quickly were seen as allies, due to their respect towards nature and their unwavering honor. A centaur's vow is something that is not easily broken. Their trust means a lot."[/color] He said, looking to the boy as he said that.

[color=8dc73f]"They are fierce companions, loyal friends and very valorous allies. They will never betray you, but they expect you to do the same to them. They can be frightening opponents as well."[/color] He continued, remembering the few times he met some of the centaurs, usually in the borders of the forest.

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[color=C6DEFF][center][h1]Bast Ragoczy[/h1][/center][/color]

As the scene unfolded, Bast simply stood still, watching the boy's actions. The path he walks, is his to choose... Bast can only advice him about which steps to give. He wouldn't interfere, even if his steps only led him to his death... After all, it was his own choice.
Bast watched, with a chuckle and a cruel smile on his face as the boy lost his calm, crying in anger.

After he accepted Araghast's offer to a duel, he turned his head to talk to Bast. Those words were his last words. Bast couldn't do anything as Araghast's hands wrapped around the boy's throat, breaking his neck.

[color=C6DEFF]"Tsk..."[/color] Bast said, turning his head in disappointment and disgust after seeing such dishonorable display. 
[color=C6DEFF]"I guess I was expecting too much from just a boy..."[/color] He said, nodding his hear in disappointment.

"[color=firebrick]Hmm? And who might you be?[/color]" Araghast said, after a while.

[color=C6DEFF]"His lack of patience and foolish actions only led him to an early demise... Me? I'm Bast Ragoczy. And who I am? I'm just a man with secrets."[/color] He said, with his characteristic devilish smile and doing a flourished greeting.

[color=C6DEFF]"The boy was young and foolish, but his words carried a bit of truth in it... Would you mind telling me your reasons for what you did to Boreal Port?"[/color] He asked, resting his hands on top of his cane.

[color=C6DEFF]"I'm not here to judge, mind you. I just seek... something [I]interesting[/I] to do... Will you entertain me?"[/color] He asked, with a chuckle.

[color=C6DEFF]"It was a pretty... disappointing duel, if I should say... It was incredibly lackluster... Would you mind showing your warriors how a proper fencing match should look? No strings attached. I've heard that sometimes, its best to let your sword do the talking, am I right? And what method would be better to test one's resolve and goals, if not by a friendly duel? 'Men lie, but the sword always tells the truth', Am I right? Isn't that what the warriors usually say?"[/color] He asked, lightly tapping his fingers on his cane.

[color=C6DEFF]"But I'm not a swordsman, as you can see... So I thought about it... What could be more interesting than both a verbal fencing match and an actual fencing match at the same time?"[/color] He said, waiting for the warlord's answer.

[color=C6DEFF]"You surely are an experienced swordsman, right? There is only one rule to this duel: no blood shall be drawn. I will stop my attacks before hitting you, and I expect you to do the same. We are both gentlemen, right?"[/color] He asked, with a enigmatic smile.

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