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[Color=mediumpurple]Time:[/color] Evening
[Color=mediumpurple]Location:[/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[Color=mediumpurple]Interaction:[/color] [@13org] Ayita
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[Color=mediumpurple][i]Here we go. Say yes! Say yes! Say yes! Say… What?[/i][/color] Darius could already tell that Ayita was not leaning towards a 'yes' and the concern he had was visible upon his face as she spoke of [i]her[/i] people.

[I]"The time where I didn't need to fight and could dance with my people is long gone, Darius... My tribe was burned to the ground by the white men. My mother probably didn't survive the fire, just like most people I knew in our camp... Our homes, nothing but ash now. My people, either dead, made into slaves or fleeing from a land that should be their home since ancient times. My father, a strong warrior from my people, is leading our people, trying to reclaim that what is ours and defend our lands. The only thing I can do, Darius, is fight. Either here or back home."[/i]

Part of him didn't understand. It wasn't a lack of comprehension. It was Darius not being able to accept the life Ayita was portraying as her own. [Color=mediumpurple][i]Crazy? No… her eyes. She's not fucking around. She's serious…[/i][/color] He continued to take in her words filled with passion as she shared with him her experience in this world as well as what it might have been like for others as well. To hear her speak of it hurt him deeply as his eyes remained fixed on hers. He would hear her out. All of it.

[I]"While I do agree that not everyone would be willing to fight a war that is not theirs and would rather return to their homes, I do not have this luxury. The only thing remaining for me would be to try and unite my people from the rest of the seven clans and fight. Fight for the right to have a place to live and die. Fight to preserve our rights, our lands and our history."

"That said... I've seen what the white invaders are capable of... Their weapons are far better than ours, they have no respect for the land nor people... Can we even fight against them despite being in such disadvantage? We might be powerless against the white men there, but here... Here we have power. Here we can do a difference and maybe even find a new home."[/i]

It was more than obvious now. Her people and her land were not what he initially assumed. Maybe it would be more accurate to say, they were not [i]when[/i] he initially assumed. How was this even possible. Were the DROMs this randomized? To the point where they could pull people out of history? Out of time [i]and[/i] space?

[Color=mediumpurple]"You're…"[/color] He aimed to raise a question to truly confirm what time period she was from, but she had continued and her current inquiry took precedence. He could tell it was important by how serious she remained. This was a far cry from their initial interaction.

[I]"If you truly are siding with our people, you're not on the side of the one who kills your own kind... are you? The one who sent a dracolich to burn the entire forest down, including myself. A fire that is very familiar to me..."[/i]

[color=9e0b0f]"I ask you again, Darius... Which side are you on?"[/color] She asked, waiting for a reply. And he had one. Especially now that he faced the truth. It was all difficult to take in, but it was the reality here in Avalia. The emotional pain he felt could not be hidden on his face. Darius felt heartbroken as tears urged his eyes for release. Imprisoned only by the need to appear strong in front of her. 

[Center][Color=mediumpurple][i]Why did you have to be right…[/i][/color][/center]

 Less than a handful of seconds passed. Three at most. But it felt like minutes of staring into her eyes, with his own full of sadness and a pinch of anger.

[Color=mediumpurple]"They've made you oversimplify this. And it's not fucking right. It's not fair, Ayita. Do you think this is just a fight of good versus evil? Or that you were chosen by some higher power to fight here? It was random. Random. Think about that. When the rebels activated the machines that brought us here, random [i]people[/I] were taken from their homes, their lives." [/color] His voice raised a bit, causing him to pause for only a moment before continuing. [Color=mediumpurple]"So yeah you're a warrior, but what about the people who showed up here without a fighting chance. The children. The old. The sick and dying. The people who needed to remain where they were because of their responsibility to someone or something they loved and cared for. I side with [i]our[/i] people. To get us back home, by any means necessary. The ruler of this world and the ones who brought us here have the same blood on their hands. So why pick a side here when you can choose to fight with your people back home? If you fight here and die, how the hell is that fair to you or those wondering where you vanished off to… but…"[/color] He stopped himself from doing what he said he wouldn't do to the humans he encountered. A promise to himself, that he would not force anyone to leave this world, but only present the option.

[Center][Color=mediumpurple][i]Why did you have to be right….[/i][/color][/center]

[Center][Color=mediumpurple][i]... Kol[/i][/color][/center]

[quote][I][Color=lavender]“The rebellion will not simply give up their human weapons. And not many of the remaining humans will trust Aklenroth’s offer in leaving this world peacefully. Most if not all will have their heads filled with lies of his inability to do so. They will flee, fight, and even attempt to kill you…"[/color][/i][/quote]


[Color=mediumpurple]"You can make whatever choice you want. Unlike them, I'll let you choose your own path... even if I don't recommend it."[/color] His eyes finally dropped from hers. He couldn't look her in the eyes anymore. He was sure she would decline his offer and that hurt him more than he thought it would, and it would hurt once more when the next person declined as well. Again, it was all difficult to take in, but it was the reality here in Avalia.