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Diplomacy / Two Paths Diverge
« on: January 19, 2018, 01:38:40 pm »The Calradian Confederacy Disbands
I sat on my horse riding south. We had just achieved VIC(Victory In Curaw) after a long arduous siege and I was heading home to Dhirim to get some well earned rest. Humming along, I heard the familiar neigh of a horse I'd seen thousands of times before. Turning in my saddle I saw my old friend and comrade Rando pull up alongside me.
"Rando? Aren't you supposed to be staying in Curaw to run things? Why are you around here?" I asked concerned, fearing the worst.
"There's something I must tell you Tristan. Its nothin personell... But I'm leaving the Confederacy to join Frisia. I feel this is what I must do." Rando said in his usual demeanor. Strong cock and head sure, or was that the other way around? Regardless he had that tone in his voice where you know nothing you say will change his mind.
"What? " I asked, taken aback. "We just won a glorious battle. This is a time for celebration not to fragment and separate. Come, let us go to Dhirim together and share a drink to toast the great victory you, Albus, Sitvek, and I all shared."
"You don't understand. I'm not happy here and I wish to go join people more like me. I'm tired of our clan members banner hopping and showing disloyalty. Enough is enough I'm afraid." Rando replied, with a hint of alcohol on is breath.
I sat there for awhile riding in silence not knowing what to say. This is a man, if not a brother, who I had spent the last 4 years fighting with. Growing and learning, coming from no ones who couldn't hold a fief to owning multiple cities at once. Ones we had won through hard fought combat. Yet he's leaving us and all we've worked for to join someone else. I wish at that moment I could have been a better man. I wish I could say we separated amicably and that was that. Instead what followed were insults thrown at each other and two friends departing in anger. As his horse diverged down the road opposite mine I knew that this was the end of the Confederacy. My only choice is to follow the road I'm on to where it leads and hope that I can see my friend again.
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