Skits

[Moonlight]

"A Glimpse into the Dark"

Characters:
Damien
Sagira
Cassandra

-=Skit Begins=-

Sagira: Nnn …

Damien: All right, she’s beginning to wake, Cassandra.

Cassandra: Mmmhmm. I’ll go check on the others now.

Damien: Ease … I shall not harm you. Relax …

Sagira: Ah …

Damien: Are you all right?

Sagira: Y-yes … T-thank you …

Damien: You were wounded rather harshly …

Sagira: The m-master knows I survive much.

Damien: … You let him do this do you? … You almost died.

Sagira: … I am not worth anything.

Damien: … He told you that?

Sagira: …

Damien: Is this simply because of your race?

Sagira: W-we plague the human kind. He took me in out of generosity.

Damien: No … Your heritage alone does not mean that.

Sagira: But …

Damien: No. He spoke only lies … Death would be too good for him.

Cassandra: I’ve brought a vulnary for your remaining wounds, Milord.

Damien: My thanks … Could you fetch Kendra, as well as Liam and Ezra, please?

Cassandra: Certainly.

[Moonlight]

"Stars"

Characters:
Kendra
Phobos

-=Skit Begins=-

Phobos: … A lovely evening.

Kendra: Mmmhmm … I love looking at the night sky.

Phobos: It is beautiful, I grant you that.

Kendra: Although we’ve come so far, it is comforting to know that at least this remains the same.

Phobos: I am certain … But perhaps we should retire for the evening. It is only growing colder.

Kendra: I shall be fine, but thank you.

Phobos: … Wear this, at least.

Kendra: Oh … Are you certain?

Phobos: A lady’s comfort comes before my own. Keep the cloak for now, if you will.

Kendra: Err …

Phobos: Would you be willing to show me which constellations you can recognize from your homelands? I would indeed be interested in to hear of the place that raises such fine warriors – That I would not be alive without.

Kendra: Heheh … Very well, then. But do remember our troop is much like a family. You are welcome to remain, Phobos. Please bear that in mind.

Phobos: Many thanks, Milady …

Kendra: Just Kendra, please … I am of no noble birth myself.

Phobos: Of course.

Kendra: Hmm … This constellation is …

[Moonlight]

"Contorted Light"

Characters:
Damien
Kendra
Ezra
Alister
Cassandra
Serafina

-=Skit Begins=-

Damien: Mother of man …

Kendra: This carnage …

Ezra: The work of not one, but many demons. Little else could halt and entire armada; knock it to its knees in a single fell swoop.

Damien: Do you sense them still about, Ezra?

Ezra: One.

Damien: All right … Hold together! Fanning out would be unwise.
Serafina: But –

Damien: No. I do not wish to see any more of this troop fall to the Pale Horse.

Cassandra: What of survivors, Milord?

Damien: We shall tend to any we find. But we cannot risk lives for only scouting.

Cassandra: Very well …

Ezra: If there are any at all to find.

Alister: Lord Damien! Laurus’s seal!

Damien: On a corpse?

Kendra: No, Milord. A broken shield. Here you are …

Serafina: So it is not a mere rumor … With each area we enter, yet more points to the central King.

Alister: It does not halt here, either … Do any recognize this crest?

Kendra: … Lord Garret.

Damien: …

Kendra: The noble was last seen in this direction. He was leading the siege.

Damien: … Damn it.

Cassandra: … Milord?

Serafina: Hold, Sandra …

Damien: … Continue on. Comb wherever we pass.

Alister: As you wish.

Kendra: Damien … Are you all right?

Damien: Well enough, though fate has a contorted sense of humor. With every sweep of Laurus’s hand, another falls. Another light snuffed. Another family decimated … This cannot be the same man that was renowned for his gentle nature.

Ezra: People change. Some more so than others. If this is what many are suspecting, then it would seem a dance has turned to an executioner’s courtyard.

Kendra: A contorted light indeed … But we must press on.

Damien: And so we shall.