* Despite having their own unique, perhaps somewhat blatant disguises...Kelth glanced through the room at his friends...with Naya away to meet with Piri, Kelth proceeded to think, his head was hurting because of it...
He was thankfull Liliara was being a critic...slapping reality in his face...holding up the mirror as she pointed out that at a certain point, if he would carry out his plan, he would be as rotten as the very foul souls he sought to bring to an untimely demise.
Kelth agreed to that...he wanted his vengeance...but he did not want to become the thing that his foes were...Liliara had a keen mind...she had seen it clearly...for Kelth indeed was prone to become such...perhaps being still if left to himself*
*After beseeching another friend to aid him, he went to meet the contact of the League...telling his friends that they should look for him if he had not returned within an hour*
*The meeting surprised him in a positive manner...there was a like minded soul, sitting across him at that table...the words he read giving him hope..."To make Sigil a better place".
Kelth was glad that the man had explained, that he himself, also strived to avoid civillian casualties. A goal that was imperative for Kelth to leave his mark *
* A double agenda...for Kelth did not resign with the Sensates formally...but only in his own interest...keeping the link to the League a secret for the outside world was vital...-Nemesis- was born now...not for the sake of his own vengeance...or that of his dear wife...but for all of those in Sigil who suffered by the system...his own agenda being the death of heavy criminals and first and foremost, Marius and his pack of rats...*
*Kelth sighed, frustraded...having the strength to annihilate foes with but a few strikes but not being able to pinpoint said foe...was hell to him...if only he knew a person who would not be linked to him...goodwilling...and prepared to infiltrate Marius' ranks...*
Kelth McEwan, warrior poët
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Shadowsworn...
Despite the fact this woman proved to be a force to be reckoned with, as this "Shell" proved to be, part of her operation seemed foiled...
The inn now lay in ruin, aftermath of the self-destructive move this Shadowsworn had made...Kelth remembered the altered voice...the images of the ritual done to him banging back into his mind...flashbacks...
Kelth led his "team" ...resulting in a baring of teeth and hiss from Mir "We -really- need to teach you the sign language..."
Kelth reviewed the operation...things that went right...things that could have been done better...the stranger...something about him...If only Kelth could discover more about him...at first glance...he seemed to be made of the right minerals...knew what he was doing...
Mashanie had asked if this meant war...for Kelth it already had been war since the first day...but indeed...-now- there was official war...as Nemesis...
Despite the fact this woman proved to be a force to be reckoned with, as this "Shell" proved to be, part of her operation seemed foiled...
The inn now lay in ruin, aftermath of the self-destructive move this Shadowsworn had made...Kelth remembered the altered voice...the images of the ritual done to him banging back into his mind...flashbacks...
Kelth led his "team" ...resulting in a baring of teeth and hiss from Mir "We -really- need to teach you the sign language..."
Kelth reviewed the operation...things that went right...things that could have been done better...the stranger...something about him...If only Kelth could discover more about him...at first glance...he seemed to be made of the right minerals...knew what he was doing...
Mashanie had asked if this meant war...for Kelth it already had been war since the first day...but indeed...-now- there was official war...as Nemesis...
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I am caught...'tween glimpses o' me former self...an' tha one noow present...
Mash asked me hoow I wanted tae live me life after all this shyte...said mayhap teach young warriors...make 'em see hoow 'ard battle really be...
He hit tha nail on tha fokkin' 'ead then...nae, I nae 'ave fergiven m'self fer tha shyte tha' I pulled on Naya tha' day...tha death o' oour son...e'en if someone else steered me 'and...
I nae want tae, but I feel like a fokkin failure as a father an' 'usband...an' I nae am findin' solace anywhere...
Aye, Mash...as ye said...I -am- Kelth McEwan...but I am a fokkin' human tae wiv tha limits tha go along wiv it...ye think I like bein' like this?
I feel tha need tae unleash all I keep surpressed inside...I continue tae be "social acceptable"..."polite" ... while me inner core is angered, screamin' an' prefers tae annihilate all who but look at me in a wrong way...
Naya turnin' tae Kaite instead o' talkin' proper tae me...I kin nae control tha fates...mayhap she finds be'er solace wiv Kaite...so be it, I kin nae be more than I am...thoough once I went tae check if all was alrooight...an' made me comment...Naya finally broke...'boout fokkin' time tae...
I do 'ope she learns this lesson quickly...I nae am a man who will beg on 'is knees tae be let in...I dare tae think I married a strong woman...keen o' mind as well...
I'll listen tae Linda...pr'vided she agrees tae tha location tae meet. She will 'ave tae be very convincin' thoough...an' pr'vide wiv usefull information...otherwise 'er life be forfeit still...I nae see much reason tae spare someone who participated in takin' so much from me...I'd rather see 'er gurgle 'er oown blood, starin' at me wiv fear in 'er eyes...but I'll go wiv wisdom this time...she may speak...
Mash asked me hoow I wanted tae live me life after all this shyte...said mayhap teach young warriors...make 'em see hoow 'ard battle really be...
He hit tha nail on tha fokkin' 'ead then...nae, I nae 'ave fergiven m'self fer tha shyte tha' I pulled on Naya tha' day...tha death o' oour son...e'en if someone else steered me 'and...
I nae want tae, but I feel like a fokkin failure as a father an' 'usband...an' I nae am findin' solace anywhere...
Aye, Mash...as ye said...I -am- Kelth McEwan...but I am a fokkin' human tae wiv tha limits tha go along wiv it...ye think I like bein' like this?
I feel tha need tae unleash all I keep surpressed inside...I continue tae be "social acceptable"..."polite" ... while me inner core is angered, screamin' an' prefers tae annihilate all who but look at me in a wrong way...
Naya turnin' tae Kaite instead o' talkin' proper tae me...I kin nae control tha fates...mayhap she finds be'er solace wiv Kaite...so be it, I kin nae be more than I am...thoough once I went tae check if all was alrooight...an' made me comment...Naya finally broke...'boout fokkin' time tae...
I do 'ope she learns this lesson quickly...I nae am a man who will beg on 'is knees tae be let in...I dare tae think I married a strong woman...keen o' mind as well...
I'll listen tae Linda...pr'vided she agrees tae tha location tae meet. She will 'ave tae be very convincin' thoough...an' pr'vide wiv usefull information...otherwise 'er life be forfeit still...I nae see much reason tae spare someone who participated in takin' so much from me...I'd rather see 'er gurgle 'er oown blood, starin' at me wiv fear in 'er eyes...but I'll go wiv wisdom this time...she may speak...
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*After what seems an eternity, word spreads that Kelth McEwan was seen walking alongside his wife, Naya'il McEwan after some abscence.
Chant goes, the Warrior Poet spent time tending to the gardens of the Gatehouse, trying to deal with his inner struggles.
Alas, upon return, chant is Kelth was seen gutting a man with whom he hurled insults back and forth with and whom supposedly insulted the honor of Naya'il.
Many folk who know Kelth McEwan, are barely suprised to learn that the soul whom insulted Naya's honor, paid for it with his life, only to be restored some time after by, as Kelth states, "Idiot Greenskin".
Not long after, Kelth was seen enjoying a drink with his Naya'il and catching up with old friends.
One thing was clear, the foul mouthed Warrior Poet had returned on the cobblestones of Sigil*
Chant goes, the Warrior Poet spent time tending to the gardens of the Gatehouse, trying to deal with his inner struggles.
Alas, upon return, chant is Kelth was seen gutting a man with whom he hurled insults back and forth with and whom supposedly insulted the honor of Naya'il.
Many folk who know Kelth McEwan, are barely suprised to learn that the soul whom insulted Naya's honor, paid for it with his life, only to be restored some time after by, as Kelth states, "Idiot Greenskin".
Not long after, Kelth was seen enjoying a drink with his Naya'il and catching up with old friends.
One thing was clear, the foul mouthed Warrior Poet had returned on the cobblestones of Sigil*
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I wonder, Dear journal...
What happened in all this time I walk this city? The other day, I was standing at Khazeet's...remembering the fond times with various folk. There used to be people around with spines...upright folk with purpose...
I used to be one of them. The ambition to start a new life...which I did...but not without causing harm.
Am I worthy of Naya'il? Am I but a shade of the man I once was? The one she married? Are we growing apart?
Am I...holding her back?
There once was a Kelth that sang and shared joy with folk...That Kelth has been lost deep inside of me for a good while now.
Heh, I am rather certain Morrigan is laughing at me...Pelor...forgiving he might be, but I am but a simple warrior, not some being of angelic descent meant to belong in his ranks...
It...feels as if I am back at square one....
*The journal was left on the desk in the room of Kelth and Naya'il, open, with a twisted left over form of an Ale Tankard next to it, most likely squeezed in anger*
What happened in all this time I walk this city? The other day, I was standing at Khazeet's...remembering the fond times with various folk. There used to be people around with spines...upright folk with purpose...
I used to be one of them. The ambition to start a new life...which I did...but not without causing harm.
Am I worthy of Naya'il? Am I but a shade of the man I once was? The one she married? Are we growing apart?
Am I...holding her back?
There once was a Kelth that sang and shared joy with folk...That Kelth has been lost deep inside of me for a good while now.
Heh, I am rather certain Morrigan is laughing at me...Pelor...forgiving he might be, but I am but a simple warrior, not some being of angelic descent meant to belong in his ranks...
It...feels as if I am back at square one....
*The journal was left on the desk in the room of Kelth and Naya'il, open, with a twisted left over form of an Ale Tankard next to it, most likely squeezed in anger*
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*Kelth smiles lovingly at the writing, filled with a new kindle of purpose after their talk*
" This be why I love ye, Naya'il...whene'er I be runnin' loow on insight...ye give me renewed vision an' fightin' spirit..."
*The words he uttered to himself creating a smile on his face*
"Seems Nemesis 'as some work tae do...Improve tha reputation o' tha league...Soddin' berks makin' it look like some terrorist bunch..."
"I'll see if I kin rally those still carryin' a spine...an' rid this city o'wicked ones"
" This be why I love ye, Naya'il...whene'er I be runnin' loow on insight...ye give me renewed vision an' fightin' spirit..."
*The words he uttered to himself creating a smile on his face*
"Seems Nemesis 'as some work tae do...Improve tha reputation o' tha league...Soddin' berks makin' it look like some terrorist bunch..."
"I'll see if I kin rally those still carryin' a spine...an' rid this city o'wicked ones"