The paladin nodded, for she had glimpsed that anger; Nero had held it in check throughout their dinner conversation, but it was there, smoldering beneath the surface. She had suspected there was some deep-seeded wound--or many wounds--that festered beneath the surface and fed his pain. But hearing it from Daegsatz’s mouth confounded her less where Nero Lazarov was concerned. Her befuddlement was starting to shift towards sympathy for the smuggler.
“Well, there are alternatives. I must believe it to be so. Rampant violence cannot be the only way to affect change.†Roen said quietly, her conviction clear in every word. She leaned forward, elbows against her knees, turning her head to regard the Sea Wolf closely. She offered him a small smile. “I suppose I will have to convince him of that.â€
She looked the Roegadyn over again with scrutiny, eyeing his complexion, his posture. She set aside all the questions she had about Nero; Roen did not want to continue to prod the First Mate when he seemed so staunchly protective of his captain’s privacy. It only added to her belief that the two were close, that they inspired such loyalty in each other.
The paladin eyed the parchment he had put away earlier, leaning to the side as if to get a better look. “I spied your earlier sketch. You are quite skilled. Where did you learn to draw like that?â€
“Well, there are alternatives. I must believe it to be so. Rampant violence cannot be the only way to affect change.†Roen said quietly, her conviction clear in every word. She leaned forward, elbows against her knees, turning her head to regard the Sea Wolf closely. She offered him a small smile. “I suppose I will have to convince him of that.â€
She looked the Roegadyn over again with scrutiny, eyeing his complexion, his posture. She set aside all the questions she had about Nero; Roen did not want to continue to prod the First Mate when he seemed so staunchly protective of his captain’s privacy. It only added to her belief that the two were close, that they inspired such loyalty in each other.
The paladin eyed the parchment he had put away earlier, leaning to the side as if to get a better look. “I spied your earlier sketch. You are quite skilled. Where did you learn to draw like that?â€
