Wake of Destruction
12-08-2013, 06:58 AM
Dedication would flow through the veins of Hansel's being. Loyalty etched in his bones. Never did he think he would be following one of the greatest kings to go down in history, yet here he was falling in step with Taurig, the great cobalt king! Hansel had found a profound and deep respect for Taurig, he had been through so much and overcome the most challenging obstacles, yet not even that had stopped him. And so it was with this dedication and loyalty as part of a family that Hansel would go with his new brothers, to watch each others backs and protect one another from the clutches of the enemy. Nobody would be left behind on his watch. Hearing the familiar call of a man who Hansel could care less about, he followed in perfect rhythm towards the battle field. A roll of his eyes and an exasperated and annoying sigh from his lips when he saw who was standing there, waiting. Apparently, the northern king just wouldn't stop. He seemed intent on wanting to take away and expect everything in return. Well surprise surprise...that's not the way the world worked. The assassin would come to a stop, perfect synchronization with his comrades. Icy blue eyes staring coldly at the one that was proclaimed the enemy. Some foolish nerve he had... Speech |