Jardius sat there with his boots on the table and still examining the sword under Melachor`s control, he looked at Deawen and Cora with a smile as he hit the sword into the table letting it stick there examining Cora`s reaction.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Thinren walked into the room and gently shook Adestrea.
"Wake up. Someone wants to speak to you."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Cora remained standing, and a flash hinted in her green eyes when Jardius thrust the sword into the table, but kept her composure.

Her silent and steady gaze rested on Jardius, but with no malice or fear, just observation.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Deawen reached into her pocket and fiddle with a small knife she was not happy with this at all. she looked at Jaduis "Melachor why do intrest your sefl with others reations?" Deawen asked softly "im sure you have been watching me ......"Deawen said she turned to cora who was standing "Cora you know of Adestrea you know hwo she is hunted by?" Deawen asked

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Cora nodded her head, "Yes, I do... but who is Melachor? I am assuming he possesses Jardius at times, but for what purpose?"

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~Cyclist in Training~

"Because of a certain deal miss Cora..."

Jardius said with Melachor`s voice.

"I went to Jardius offering him what his heart desired with a terrble cost, it was his choice and he gave me a permission to enter his body and mind... I want to see that Adastrea is safe, but also turn her head and see how it all ends... like with a certain assasin, but with him I failed to turn Adastrea`s head... And who am I? I am a... lover of knowledge and books, I once served Sauron, but not in war and I guess you will now call me evil, which isn`t my way of thinking..."

Jardius looked at Deawen.

"And for you Deawen... I thought you would have figured out... I appriciate talent... all tough Adastrea wastes her I will still help her since you never know, but I guess that is a fool`s hope..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Cora listened carefully before remarking. "Your intentions may have been for the most part good, but your ways of doing so are.... how I'd like to say, just a touch cowardly, since instead of doing the task yourself, you sacrifice the lives and sanity of those who would be fine to just be left alone..."

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~Cyclist in Training~

"Ah..."

Jardius slightly smiled.

"For that I must apoligize, but I once promised that I wouldn`t interfere in Adastrea`s life anymore and it is Jardius who has to do this for me... or would you like that I wouldn`t have interfered at all? But before you answer then I must thank you for your kind words since you are the only one who has thought my intentions are good..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Cora smiled slyly, "do not apologize when you truly do not mean it, because you, I am sure, would do it again without batting an eye."

"As for my kind words, they were merely observations, for your deeds no doubt are not always just and good... and certainly were not in the past"

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Jardius seemed offended, but had a humorous grin on his face.

"Please... I am deeply offended by your words... but for the record I do not see myself neither evil or good and that is hard for many to see... they think that the world is black and white... "

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"You see the world from your own view. You see life as a sort of interesting game, something to fiddle with.... you are your own master, and your right and wrong, good and evil, depend on how it effects you. Am I not correct in this assumption?" Cora gave a hint of a smirk, but her expression was falt, calm, and observant. She decided to sit down, taking the posture of a well mannered lady, as she awaited Adastrea's arrival into the room.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

"Hmh... Those words after that first point were correct and could be described with one single word, neutral, but what comes to your presuming that I think that life is a game..."

Jardius got up with a serious look on his face and he leaned forwards.

"I think that life is no game, people die and live, but I am forever and lasting. All alone in this world, I am the only one of my kin and I do not even know what that is so don`t you come into my face elf and tell me what I think of life!"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea awoke, gasping and shaking slightly as Thinren shook her out of her dark dreams. She took a deep breath and let it out, trying to calm herself. Her blue eyes went to Thinren and she nodded, getting up to follow him.

Cora gave a slight smirk, "Then I pity you, master Melachor" She went silent and turned her gaze elsewhere, to her sword still on the table.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Thinren walked through through the caverns, leading Adestrea behind him. He walked into the dinning hall and nodded to Cora.
"Well here she is. I hope you won't mind me staying here."
Thinren stood in the doorway and kept a grip on his sword hilt.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Adastrea stepped into the room hesitantly and looked at the others, only recognizing Jardius and Deawen. SHe glanced back at Thinren, but her gaze returned to the group as she waited to hear what was to be said.