[b]Lexianna[/b]

If this had happened during my first existence, I would have responded in kind. Enemies received one warning and then they were disposed of quickly. My first existence was rash and could hardly be called lenient. So self assured. Strangely, the urge to respond that way is so strong for a moment I lock my jaw to keep myself in check. Why could I feel my old self's rebuttal so clearly just now? It matters not. I am no longer that woman. 

As I look at Karasviel however, I can see some of the same characteristics that defined my first existence. In so many ways she is similar. Complete and total confidence in herself and her power, she thinks her justice is absolute, her law inviolable. It's an unfortunate stance. It's due to the similarities though, that I think I know how to talk some sense into her. At the very least, I might be able to shake her resolve.

Just as I open my mouth to do just that I hear Gaul yell his challenge, his voice echoing from the slowly forming storm cloud. I retake control of the elements, vaporizing his presence in the sky, but the damage has already been done. Mortality is taking its toll, as my patience is starting to wane. For a King he's a poor negotiator. Then again that's a difference in cultures speaking. To a Viking fighting is negotiating and probably far quicker. The man is as combative as Razz. 

Gaul will be our best bet if fighting is inevitable but I am bound and determined to not let this devolve. "Take his offer if you find it preferable but his gods and ideals are not yours.Though you share a namesake. He is a god forged of war and blood. Are you?" Intimidation didn't work on me and I doubt it works on her; so I forge on before she takes him on his challenge as a point of pride. "I implore you to listen to the reasons behind our actions before defending your Crown's offense."