After all of this you’re still ‘Rayhan the Chivalrous’, full of hope and optimism?
Was it worth it? My death, I mean. Did I die for something worthwhile?
Watch your back. Ain’t a thing in armor worth trustin’ out there.
Killing me will not end your grief. It will only create more of it.
You think you must fit the role others have laid out for you. That is the lie you need to conquer.
What of your sins, Rogue? If the hero encountered you today, would he spare you a date with his sword?
Fine is the line between vengeance and justice. Blur it and you become no better than him.
The rogue has suffered much. He needs someone to remind him of why he once believed in a good path…
No, no. By all means, lead on. Nothing gets the blood pumping more than hunting down the biggest threat to the realm and deciding we’ll just wing it.
What, and end up like you? Wistfully recalling a lover from long ago? Please.
We are horse folk, and that means more than we think it does.