Snake in the Sands

[Hello!]

With a single motion, shadows erupted beneath him, lashing out like living spears. The air filled with cries of dying birds as black feathers fall across the Bastion’s stone.
As the last broken body hit the ground, Za'agan reached down, plucking a crow from the pile, inspecting it before tossing it aside like garbage.

“Dramatic,” he muttered, tossing away the paper. “But pointless.”

Child.

Throwing a tantrum, scribbling threats as if they hold weight. That’s all I see.

You condemn Ishildr, the one who saved my life, while you now stand alongside the Forgotten Veil. You spit on the actions of those who marched through Gloomlight to free me, yet hold not a single word for the Jarl who sat safe behind walls of an ally while his people prepared to bleed for me, relations that she built standing to save me.

  Tell me, Malxe, where does your honor lie?

You want blood? Fine. I’ll meet you. But make no mistake, there is no honor in your actions. No wisdom in your blind rage. Just a child who refuses to understand the world as it is.

And if you refuse to listen? To drop your antics? Then the only blood that will be spilled… is yours.

-Za’agan Sun