Event || Strategy

[melodiesmods]

Characters: All the Heroes of Light and some NPCs.
Where: Aqures Ixen, Castle.
When: January 25th, Afternoon
Summary: All the Heroes of Light were formally invited to a meeting in the Castle of Aqures Ixen, in the conference room. They will be able to discuss strategy with their peers and the allies amongst the NPCs. This is the final preparation before endgame.
Warning: N/A.

Mingle Thread
The Meeting

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Re: Parasraya Purana

[not_most_days]

[There's that woman again. Mary can't be sure, but she swears she hasn't seen her since their last engagement with Palitutu. It's true that they've been busy with their own matters, but the fact that it's been nearly six months without another sighting makes her wonder. One would have at least expected to see her during the Starlight Celebration.

Calmly and plainly Mary approaches Parasraya, making no effort to hide her presence. She's been roaming the crowd anyway so she just makes the approach part of the circling of the room she's been doing anyway. When she finally comes up within a friendly distance of the woman she turns and looks at the rest of the gathering with her arms crossed.]

So, what do you make of all of this? Wish we had a better idea of whether or not we've done all we can before time runs out.

[hiddentruth]

Does it truly matter?

[ Parasraya smiled and shrugged, looking at the people gathered. ]

The past belongs to the past, regardless of what we have achieved this cannot be changed. As for my opinion...

[ She tilted her head down and marked a pause before looking at Mary. ]

I will give it to you in time. I hope you will be able to contain your urge to drive a blade through my neck then, but I doubt it.

[not_most_days]

[Mary raises her eyebrow at the other woman. Her words danced around the subject with expert ease, and she wasn't sure she believed a lick of it.]

The past may belong there, aye, but it always seems to have a way of cropping up. We live our lives so focused on the present we sometimes forget about the things we'll leave behind when our time is up.

[Her right hand shifts, tugging at her left sleeve thoughtfully.]

And it's not about urges. The blade is meant for those who would do harm to a great many others should they remain in this world. It's a tool to remove rot, not a weapon of revenge or murder. Those who have used it that way rarely sullied the Creed much longer after.

[hiddentruth]

Even the most beautiful of paintings make abundant use of dark colors.

[ She idled for a moment, looking at the other Heroes of Light. She opted not to reply to Mary's first sentence either. ]

Only the artist can judge what the balance should be. Immoral as it is to us, some things might be necessary.

[not_most_days]

[Mary frowns, but says nothing for a moment. She understands that the world isn't perfect and that things happen in nature to correct the course of things. Death is natural, and nature can be cruel. But in the right circumstances life persists and thrives in its wake.

She understands this.

But the woman's words still remind her of what a Templar would say.]

Perhaps, but the artist should take care not to forget where their paint came from and what it's made of. An image painted in blood will never stop being blood, no matter what it's shaped into.

[She shifts her head, looking sideways at Parasraya.]

Necessity doesn't absolve one of the consequences of their actions, even if they believe them for the greater good. Setting aside judgement for now, it's still something that should be remembered. Do whatever you will, but be wise in the course you choose.

[hiddentruth]

[ An image painted in blood will never stop being blood, no matter what it's shaped into... ]

Much like how assassinating people to ensure peace, will never be right... No matter what the end purpose is.

[ She nodded, slowly turned away. ]

The question is, do we choose to see blood as the sign death, or as harbinger of life? A different point of view can make good evil, and vice-versa. Therefore is the futility of notions such as good and evil, life or death. Those who make choices must look beyond the blood to admire the final product.

[not_most_days]

[Parasraya earns herself a look before she turns. Mary was a soldier, a pirate and an Assassin in her life. One of those who consider the title of Hero one they may not quite deserve. She knows the blood on her hands. She knows she isn't any sort of saint or angel. She just hopes that what she's done truly is for the greater good as she believes.]

Perhaps...but I've said this before. A sacrifice is more admirable if those who give their lives make the choice to do so. If they aren't willing then it's murder, no matter the good that comes of it.

[She knows full well what she's said, and the self incrimination she's making. She's long since made peace with that. The words hold in the air for a moment before her expression softens and she turns to a passing servant, politely asking for her drink to be refilled. Her next words to Parasraya are far more genial.]

And you? Do you need to be topped off?

[hiddentruth]

[ Parasraya didn't reply for a moment, seemingly lost in thought and bemused. When she finally spoke, the gave her own glass to a passing servant. ]

I shall let you be the judge of that... And I expect you to be a harsh judge.

[ With that said, she gave Mary a last smile and walked away. She didn't seem intent on speaking any longer. ]