S5E4-ValornEdric

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn wasn't sure of anything now. He was certain that they would find Gundren, and that his friend would be unharmed. A week of adventuring and everything was going well. He felt purpose. He felt strong. He felt mighty. Now, though? His friend was dead. They had little direction as a group. The one thing that had binded them together was gone. The contract of their job could no longer be rendered complete. Everything was wrong. He looked over towards Edric, who was kind of walking with him. He knew nobody felt good about this, but killing dwarves? Putting their heads on rope? He didn't want to lay a claim to the biggest sadness, but he felt like he had really lost a lot today.

Edric Crestrun

Edric wasn't as shellshocked as the rest, it seemed. Since his outburst at the castle, he had seemed a slowly simmering pot of anger, ready to boil over if he didn't keep a careful watch over his own emotions. Walking near Valorn, he noticed the color having drained out of his face when he had seen his head hanging from the ramparts, and wondered what he felt, seeing two of his fellow dwarves treated so horrifically. All he felt was rage, a bile deep in his stomach threatening to poison him against all other thought. "…Val, you alright?"

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn bowed his head towards the ground as he walked. He didn't mean to look so sullen, but this is how it was going to go with him. He'd lost too many dwarves before today, and today hit him like a brick in the face. "No, Ed, I'm sorry, but I'm not really okay." Valorn looked him in the eyes. "I really wasn't expecting to have to lose another person in my life like this. I wasn't expecting to be…" Valorn realizes someone else's death is not possibly a 'test' for him, but rather an incredibly sad event on its own. "I just wasn't fucking expecting to see another dead dwarf. I really didn't want to see a dead dwarf for a while."

Edric Crestrun

"Yeah, I figured. I'd have socked ya in the face if ya were, no offense. I ain't exactly alright either, but you probably know that." Black Spider. Black Spider. The name echoed in his mind as his anger began to focus into an intense hatred, albeit for a man he had never known or met before. He was going to find him, and he was going to exact the proper revenge, or die trying. "He was my friend, Val, good friend too. Helped me though some darkness, and he was goin' to help me with a lot more…but now I guess he ain't helpin' anyone ever again."

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn wistfully smiled, his eyes betraying his grin. "My bein' a dwarf doesn't retain me an extra claim to grief. He was a good friend to all of us! He was a good man." A tear fell down Valorn's cheek. "He was a good man, and he helped us enough. He did a lot. He did a hell of a lot."

Edric Crestrun

"We're gonna avenge 'em, Val. Don't know if we're gonna bring 'em back, might not be the right thing to do, but we're gonna find the one responsible for all this." He could sense the pain in his voice before he saw the grin trying to hide it. Believe it or not, he cared for each of them, this strange band, in his own way. They had put themselves between him and danger time and time again, and trusted him to work his magic. Seeing Valorn in pain, a dwarf he had come to consider a friend, only intensified his hatred for the man responsible. "When we find this Black Spider, I ain't gonna give him an inch of quarter. I'm gonna make 'em suffer like Gundren suffered. He was a good man, and good men don't deserve to die bad."

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn wasn't sure why he felt so much affinity for this group. He never really liked elves. He liked humans fine, but normally not the sort of characters similar to Edric. He had never really spent much time with many tieflings back in Neverwinter. He had spent his time with dwarves, and now the dwarf he was looking forward to spending time with was dead. But, trusting these folks, backing them up, becoming friends with them… It was lovely. It felt almost like, well, almost like… He hadn't had that for a few years now. He hadn't had that since becoming a cleric. Valorn wiped his face. "No. No, he will not suffer. He will die quickly and with great fury. Because we are better than them. We are not murderers. We are not brigands. We are family."

Edric Crestrun

Looking to Valorn as he spoke, he couldn't understand the mercy he wanted to show this murderer, even if by proxy. Even having spent this time with those far more moral than himself, he didn't understand their feelings on such matters. Erys had even tried to convince him not to seek revenge on those in the castle. "I…yeah, I suppose we are. I don't wanna kill him before he knows why we're doin' it, he needs to know his fatal mistake before we send 'em off to the Abyss." How could he not be angry? He wished for a moment he could have the resolve this dwarf did on such matters, but all he found inside him was resentment.

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn smiled. "Ah, so a sort of emotional torture? Letting this monster know of the pain he sowed? I think we can agree on that." Valorn was so happy to be thinking of something else other than Gundren's hanging head.

Edric Crestrun

"Glad to hear it. It's what's gonna drive us now, y'know? We ain't got our job anymore, but we're more than a bunch of strangers now. We've fought together, killed together, and survived together. Now, this Black Spider is going to discover exactly what we we've become, right before we remove his nefarious ass from our material plane." The anger hadn't faded, not really, but there was a sense of cameraderie between them as they talked that he appreciated.

Valorn Aenethal

Valorn walked, his feet moving, one in front of the other, endlessly. The little things went from automatic to monotonous. Edric was successfully planting some impatience in him. He hoped his morals would last wihen such a ruthless bastard as the Black Spider on the other end of his hammer. "Absolutely, Ed. That's the spirit. Anger, fury, but still only justice." He turned back foward, towards the path they were going. "Gundren's death will not go without consequence."

Edric Crestrun

"It certainly ain't, Val, and we ain't gonna let him leave this world without one hell of a goodbye. It's the least we could do for Gundren, on his way to Dwarfhome." He kept pace with Valorn, the town of Phandalin starting to come into view in the distance. Tonight would be hard, but tomorrow, they would be back on the right track.

 

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