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[u][b]The Beautiful Land[/b][/u]
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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ap8uODRkXEs]Yet Roland did not bend[/url]. He could not bend. He had set himself upon a single minded task. And as the pressure grew, so too did the song pounding in his ears. The song that echoed and pounded. Against the odds, he stood in defiance. [color=00a99d]“No. My shape will not do.”[/color]

He was a hunter. He was a man who had slain beasts great and small. All for the simple fact that he could. In a way, that matched the beast that stood before him. A beast that felt that because it could, it could take what he wanted. But in that regard, there was no hero more perfect for facing the creature with a heart so brave, and a mind so singularly focused. 

[color=00a99d]“I refuse to give you my body. Because this body is missing a piece.”[/color] A hand reached to his shoulder, where the arm had been removed. There was nothing but a scar there, and it all seemed to fade away at that point. [color=00a99d]“Instead, I propose something else. Help be complete this body! This is the form of a hunter who slew a dragon! This is the form of a hunter who has challenged giants! But if this is the body that slay… It is also a body that heals!”[/color] Roland took a step closer, his one hand raising. 

[color=00a99d]“I have chased after love! I have fallen in love! I have been denied love! And in the end I was denied my life. Like you. But I have healed. I have come back from the brink. Just like you have come back. As such… I refuse to lose this body to you. Because then we’ll just repeat a vicious cycle of mistakes. The only way forward.”[/color]

[color=00a99d]“Is for man and beast to finally see a point, where we are the same body!”[/color]

When you rule something through fear or domination, it will always seek to destroy you. Roland did not need fear. That was never how he led. Instead. Olivier was his wisdom, and he was her strength. Astolfo was his sanity, and he was Astolfo’s courage. Now. He would and the boar, would make such a pact. 

This was not domination or mastery. It was something greater. It was the song… [b]OF A PALADIN[/b]!