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[center][h1][color=13644E]Fabios Odyssean[/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][color=13644E]Location: [/color]Cenarius Glade[/center]
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Fabios sighed at Heda's reply, wiping his face down as he stared at the sky. There was an itch at the back of his throat at the same time a few nasty memories surfaced. He half-listened to Heda, mildly annoyed at her response coupled with the lack of some nectar to drown his sorrows lead to a feedback loop of frustration. Moments ago the Knight was in good humour, but the sudden change might give those with him at least some insight to his volatile personality. 

He spun from his position snapping back a retort at the Vrykul. [color=13644E]"Right, we go away, and prance off to find your damn dragons what folk never see actually doing anything. Run off to death because you thought you could cheat the plans of the universe. Or perhaps you feel cheated and think you can get fair? No Heda, I might be your '[i]sub-type[/i]' as you so colourfully expressed, but I'm a man who sees right — not a sub-Vrykul to give you prestige. Remember the damn lesson of the Drust." [/color]Fabios realized already that he had made a mistake by starting his tirade, but it was too late to swallow his words. [color=13644E]"Prance off, I won't stop you. But I'm here and I will stick with what I know, fighting evil and doing my Fatherland proud; maybe I'll make a better future by actually trying."[/color]

Looking at Heda Fabios traced her gaze to see the Dryad, to whom he looked with an upraised eyebrow. She seemed startled at being discovered and went hit a tree. The Paladin shook his head with disdain and shrugged as she suggested going to help the stricken stag-lady. He stepped out of the flowers, or at least he tried. Quite quickly he was struck by magics - a work of Cenarius to keep his "guests" no doubt - making him recoil. He only kept standing through will-power a few moments, enough to look at Heda before falling to his knees and placing a hand on her shoulder for stability. [color=13644E]"Wake me up before he gets back."[/color] he said quite simply, before falling at last with a heavy [i]thump[/i].