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eachdraidh2015-02-09 09:07 pm
forsworn_rose) wrote in eachdraidh2015-02-09 09:07 pm
Video | Locked to the unseelie | Backdated to the afternoon of the eighth.
[Beatrix was on horseback when she received the news of the destruction of Caer Scima, and she took the time to read over the report several times, then calm the soldiers with her before she decided what to do. They were her first priority, of course, but after that...]
[She eventually took out her locket, addressing it for the first time since she had arrived. Though her expression is neutral, her eye is hard, almost steely.]
I am Baroness Beatrix of the Three Sentinals. [A strange title to her, but it was becoming more natural to her as the days passed.] With the recent destruction of Caer Scima...of home to most of you...I would offer the safety of my spire. It is far from the battles that we wage right now, and well protected. I cannot promise an easy time of things there, but you would be safe enough for the moment.
[Which is probably all they can ask for, right now.]
And to all of you that have questioned this war, look at what has become of our home and think on why you should not, can not, remain standing on the sidelines. Our enemy has shown what they are willing to do, willing to destroy.
Do you think, if they would come and slaughter innocent people in their homes, that they would give a second thought to killing you? All you accomplish standing there wringing your hands is giving them another chance to kill you or someone you care about.
[She hesitates, looking out at the men she is leading, then back.] This is a lesson. A harsh lesson taught at a terrible price, but learn from it, or don't, to your own peril.
[There's the sound of someone calling for her, and she turns away, closing the locket without another thought.]
[She eventually took out her locket, addressing it for the first time since she had arrived. Though her expression is neutral, her eye is hard, almost steely.]
I am Baroness Beatrix of the Three Sentinals. [A strange title to her, but it was becoming more natural to her as the days passed.] With the recent destruction of Caer Scima...of home to most of you...I would offer the safety of my spire. It is far from the battles that we wage right now, and well protected. I cannot promise an easy time of things there, but you would be safe enough for the moment.
[Which is probably all they can ask for, right now.]
And to all of you that have questioned this war, look at what has become of our home and think on why you should not, can not, remain standing on the sidelines. Our enemy has shown what they are willing to do, willing to destroy.
Do you think, if they would come and slaughter innocent people in their homes, that they would give a second thought to killing you? All you accomplish standing there wringing your hands is giving them another chance to kill you or someone you care about.
[She hesitates, looking out at the men she is leading, then back.] This is a lesson. A harsh lesson taught at a terrible price, but learn from it, or don't, to your own peril.
[There's the sound of someone calling for her, and she turns away, closing the locket without another thought.]