[The silence continues for a few moments longer, as Estinien mulls over his words.]
...In part.
[There's another pause, before he continues--he rubs his left wrist idly with his other hand as the words start coming.]
There were a number of Coerthans who learned aught of the truth of the Dragonsong War afore the rest of us, and threw their lot in with the Dravanians. Their leader was a woman named Ysayle Dangoulain, the Lady Iceheart. She meant to end the war, to restore the peace that man and dragon had once shared--I thought it folly, of course, by that time I already knew well Nidhogg's unceasing fury, though I asked to accompany her, the Warrior of Light, and Alphinaud all the same to attempt to parley.
Tis not any kind of exaggeration to say that we loathed each other, but by the end of our travels we had...come to understand each other, somewhat.
[He shakes his head, it had been not so long ago after all, and so much had happened.]
...she gave her life to protect ours, in the end, when we flew to confront Thordan and put an end to his lies and ambitions. And whilst Nidhogg's eyes were being pulled from me, her spirit was watching still. Nidhogg would have killed us all, were she and another not there with us.
[Hers and Haurchefant's spirits both--their sacrifices had kept the hope of ending the war alive, and without them he would not be here, unworthy as he feels of it at times.]
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...In part.
[There's another pause, before he continues--he rubs his left wrist idly with his other hand as the words start coming.]
There were a number of Coerthans who learned aught of the truth of the Dragonsong War afore the rest of us, and threw their lot in with the Dravanians. Their leader was a woman named Ysayle Dangoulain, the Lady Iceheart. She meant to end the war, to restore the peace that man and dragon had once shared--I thought it folly, of course, by that time I already knew well Nidhogg's unceasing fury, though I asked to accompany her, the Warrior of Light, and Alphinaud all the same to attempt to parley.
Tis not any kind of exaggeration to say that we loathed each other, but by the end of our travels we had...come to understand each other, somewhat.
[He shakes his head, it had been not so long ago after all, and so much had happened.]
...she gave her life to protect ours, in the end, when we flew to confront Thordan and put an end to his lies and ambitions. And whilst Nidhogg's eyes were being pulled from me, her spirit was watching still. Nidhogg would have killed us all, were she and another not there with us.
[Hers and Haurchefant's spirits both--their sacrifices had kept the hope of ending the war alive, and without them he would not be here, unworthy as he feels of it at times.]