all the kings men - [COTC/TANGLEWOOD]

[gael]

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♛ | GAEL Ó BROIN

Gael regarded Romulus thoughtfully as he spoke, nodding in acknowledgement as his suspicions were confirmed.  He appreciated the wanderer's straightforwardness and direct specification, even though Gael had had his guess, he had wanted to be certain.  After all, the only other Pittian who might cause trouble had been present and accounted for the past moon -- Jormungand had been the only obvious possibility.

His eyes are ice as he returned his gaze to Elsweyr -- offering her the same lack of trust she possessed for them.  Tanglewood so often displayed nothing short of viciousness in their attitude and the vulpine would be direct to point it out.  "You will not kill him." Or you will be paid back thus. 

The vulpine did not desire war but he would not tolerate Tanglewood overstepping in their 'righteous' fury. Personal anger or vendettas should have no place in justice -- it should be dealt to fit the crime.

Jormungand deserved the consequences; harsh consequences, as far as the Ardent felt.  He did not however, deserve death, which he felt Tanglewood just might inflict. "An eye for an eye, Elsweyr."  Maiming should be met with maiming, but the panther had not killed a Tangler -- nor had Dante, who the lioness obviously and understandably still felt wrath towards.  "You must understand that I do not trust you to reign in your anger.  Just as you do not trust us in general."

"I do however, trust your healer, Moth.  I want your word she will be observing whatever 'justice' you decide to enforce.  Pay him back in full for the injuries he inflicted, but no more.  The punishment should fit his crime."

"Kold," Gael directed, turning to the Marauder.  "If you will, find Jormungand and bring him here.  If he's smart, he'll know what this is about.  If he tries to run, you have permission to attack him -- I will not tolerate cowardice."

BUT I PROMISE YOU I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE ♛  gael ó broin / faerie / ardent