(06-28-2014, 01:06 AM)Coatleque Wrote: Now also caught with the bug going around, Coatleque speaks her mind."Honor? HONOR? The hell do you think of life, Miss Crofte?! Nothing waits, time keeps revolving around and around. If I had to wait just to get my chance at a man's throat, I'd rather choose to not live. Honor is a worthless concept. To me, it's do-or-die."
"Aye, there is. Â You fight with no honor, Ser. Â If you are going to challenge a man, you may as well give him the chance to defend his own and let the Twelve decide who's way is the right of it. Â Or are you afraid they may not chose you?"
(06-28-2014, 08:17 AM)Whittledown Wrote: Hornet had been listening quietly but felt compelled into speech after Crofte's question.  "Infants starve in the streets while terrible, corrupt men thrive and grow more powerful by the day.  If the Twelve are the ones picking the winners they do a piss-poor job of it.  Better to handle your fights as safely for you as possible.  What gives you the impression that the Twelve are paying a lick of attention to anything that goes on in this world?""I like to think that the Twelve does guide us, but they do not make us. Dear Nophica and the others -- they bless us with our world's energy of aether. But they do tell us the correct usage of it? No. Man decided that." Oscare looked down for a second. "There are five true senses that I firmly believe all life has. Hearing. Thinking. Feeling. Observing. And reacting. These are the true five principles that change with every single individual. No one has the same interpretation of these 'senses'."
"Critical fails; for when the GM sobs at night and the players get free checks."
