Blade of Ession
Heinrich Faust: Grand Marshal of the Ashlan Crusade
Tags: Harli (018-A) , Aleem Qel Droma, Cass Gemini
Heinrich would have taken offense to that comment, had he not already been confident in where he stood. And beyond that, he heard the slightest tinge of sorrow in his potential opponent's voice. Was her charade just that? Perhaps this woman felt more than she let on. Heinrich felt that he could see through her usually charismatic facade. Behind that strong, pillaging woman was a child that never felt good enough. Perhaps a feeling that Heinrich understood all too well.
"Are relationships the only lens you see through?"
He altered his stance, taking an appropriate guard to match hers as he began to slowly close the gap.
"Isla is my friend, nothing more. But I don't suppose that you can understand friendships. At least, not without getting your dues."
He made sure to keep enough space to avoid a clash. He made a promise, after all. He would do his best to reason with her, even if it meant giving up a bit of his own advantage.
"Are you so lost that you see no other path? What does this... any of this... do for you?"
Two more steps forward followed, and though his blade remained steadfast, his demeanor was calm, almost as if he wanted to lay down the sword and simply talk. Perhaps he did...
"Tell me, Cass, what makes you so hellbent on this path? What makes it so hard for you to accept your family?"
He didn't expect to get through to her... but a promise is a promise... and the Blade of Ession wouldn't turn his back on that now.