15.Jan.13, 06:03 PM
"Ah," A'liran said, turning the story over in his mind for a few moments before offering a helpless shrug. What was he supposed to say to something like that? 'Good luck, I hope you don't fail horribly'? 'Wow, your odds are even worse than normal'? He liked the girl so far; she was spunky without being annoying, and that was a rare trait in anyone...A'liran himself would know! He also hated the new rules and restrictions, and would have loved to see an underdog like Ellaira kick some ass and take some names.
Then again, Ali always liked the underdog. It was a good story, and every now and then - albeit rarely - they won a hand.
In the end, he managed a smile. "Time will tell," he replied, and that was the best answer he could give. Time would tell. A dragon would come to her or not, and she wouldn't have anyone to blame but fate.
Fate, or maybe D'ren.
"Got any kids?" Ali asked, frowning a bit at the implication. "Or are you a queen candidate?" He wasn't quite sure how the rules worked, but he knew the girl candidates were expected to have a child before they could stand for fighters at least. Were golds too valuable to limit candidates for? Or were there enough of them to fall under the same limits?
"The rule's fuckin' stupid," A'liran said at length, revealing the sentiment behind his question. "D'ren is a cunt." It didn't matter how much the bronzerider loved greenriders or showed mercy towards the poor northerners; one strike was enough to damn him in the greenrider's eyes, and the strike in question didn't even effect him personally. It just bothered him. What would come next?
Then again, Ali always liked the underdog. It was a good story, and every now and then - albeit rarely - they won a hand.
In the end, he managed a smile. "Time will tell," he replied, and that was the best answer he could give. Time would tell. A dragon would come to her or not, and she wouldn't have anyone to blame but fate.
Fate, or maybe D'ren.
"Got any kids?" Ali asked, frowning a bit at the implication. "Or are you a queen candidate?" He wasn't quite sure how the rules worked, but he knew the girl candidates were expected to have a child before they could stand for fighters at least. Were golds too valuable to limit candidates for? Or were there enough of them to fall under the same limits?
"The rule's fuckin' stupid," A'liran said at length, revealing the sentiment behind his question. "D'ren is a cunt." It didn't matter how much the bronzerider loved greenriders or showed mercy towards the poor northerners; one strike was enough to damn him in the greenrider's eyes, and the strike in question didn't even effect him personally. It just bothered him. What would come next?