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"So much for the so-called defenders of the forest!"
Kiht growled out as she paced home through the forest; /out of pocket change/. She had chosen to pay back what R'elend had robbed from the innocent levemete Moon-sister. Weylen, the Wood Wailer who had accompanied Kiht and her party, had declared the leve abandoned. Kiht gained no gil, but it wasn't that she was upset about.
The lies, the treachery and the dishonor of both R'elend and the Wailers only helped to confirm her worst negative feelings and opinions about the Wood Wailers -and- the Brass Blades. Gridania's guardians were no better it seemed.
"On my own!... On our own! My clan, my allies and anyone who gives a damn about this forest will fix this on our own! Swive the Wood Wailer law, and swive that Gods damned bloody seven Hells-spawned boar-shite-eating bastard Arse Blade!" She yelled to a near-by songbird's dismay as the poor thing flew off to flee the screeching Miqo'te.
Kiht fumed more than she had in a long time. R'elend robbed a fellow Keeper under the nose of a Wood Wailer, and got away with it. The more Kiht thought about it, the angrier she became.
She began to spin her guisarme in windmill-like motions as she continued to stride towards the Lavender Beds. Swooshing sounds seemed to emanate from the pole-arm as its deadly array of spikes and hook cut through the air.
"Hook to the groin, stab to the belly and spike to the head... " She muttered in a harsh tone. "That would be a nice way to deal with him."
Kiht continued to fantasize all the way home. Gods only knew if she was truly serious.
Kiht growled out as she paced home through the forest; /out of pocket change/. She had chosen to pay back what R'elend had robbed from the innocent levemete Moon-sister. Weylen, the Wood Wailer who had accompanied Kiht and her party, had declared the leve abandoned. Kiht gained no gil, but it wasn't that she was upset about.
The lies, the treachery and the dishonor of both R'elend and the Wailers only helped to confirm her worst negative feelings and opinions about the Wood Wailers -and- the Brass Blades. Gridania's guardians were no better it seemed.
"On my own!... On our own! My clan, my allies and anyone who gives a damn about this forest will fix this on our own! Swive the Wood Wailer law, and swive that Gods damned bloody seven Hells-spawned boar-shite-eating bastard Arse Blade!" She yelled to a near-by songbird's dismay as the poor thing flew off to flee the screeching Miqo'te.
Kiht fumed more than she had in a long time. R'elend robbed a fellow Keeper under the nose of a Wood Wailer, and got away with it. The more Kiht thought about it, the angrier she became.
She began to spin her guisarme in windmill-like motions as she continued to stride towards the Lavender Beds. Swooshing sounds seemed to emanate from the pole-arm as its deadly array of spikes and hook cut through the air.
"Hook to the groin, stab to the belly and spike to the head... " She muttered in a harsh tone. "That would be a nice way to deal with him."
Kiht continued to fantasize all the way home. Gods only knew if she was truly serious.