"It's an expected response from news such as that, my lady." [i]Alric's cat eyes looked towards her, the yellow of them glowing in the moonlight.[/i] "I did what I had to.... To survive. To see tomorrow. Becoming an assassin of my brothers, of people in order to save my brothers...." [i]He took another long sip of wine, throwing the now empty bottle away. [/i] "At what point does what you pay for what you do yield Any result? I did this to save them, now the Witcher order may no longer stand. Yet, here I am. The Bloody Witcher, the only Cat on this forsaken land, and potentially the last Witcher to have walked this earth."

"So how long will it take for you to switch sides? How long will it take for the Dojo to go against us?" [i]Freya's grasp around the glass in her hand would tighten, before her arm would shoot out. It would not deliver a sudden punch towards Alric's throat, though her hand would suddenly grab onto the Witcher's left shoulder, as she met his gaze silently.[/i] "I need you to stay on my side. I need you to stay on [i]our[/i] side. I don't need you to think about what happens if you decide otherwise."

"My lady, I am simply telling you of what I was. Not what I am." [i]Alric stated, being oddly calm in the situation.[/i] "I was a monster, I may still be a monster. But I am an honorable one. I tell you this so that you know... I do not tell you as a threat. I do not tell you to scare you. I tell you say that you know what I am. If you are to fight by my side, if we are to fight together. You must know that I am a monster, but you must also know what I do to survive. I will fight to my last breath, for you. For the dojo, for the people." "I have seen what has come of my actions when I made the wrong decisions, the price that was paid. My brothers dead, and me alone. I pray I don not make the same mistake twice, and I pray you are the right choice." "If you wish me to swear it, I will. I swear I will give you my blade, my life, my troops. I swear it to your gods, and my gods. Which I do not have faith in."[quote][/quote]

"I won't make your swear, to my cause. Not your life, nor your men's lives. Not to me. All that I ask of you is that you continue to give this cause a chance, and that you continue to give your people a chance. Win or lose.. we go with a fight." [i]Freya sighed, placing the empty glass upon the wooden railing, as her gaze would then return to the center of the encampment, lights and pieces of shining glass gleaming off of her orange eyes. She lightly drummed the wooden surface, sighing once more to herself as she looked over at Alric once more.[/i] "I did mention that I preferred honest allies, after all." [i]She smiled a little, her gaze turning away, back to the encampment.[/i]

"It's not what you wanted to hear, I know that much for certain." [i]Alric said, sighing slightly and standing tall, walking to her side. [/i] "But it is what you had to hear. I will fight for this cause until my last breath, I will fight for the dojo until my last breath. I'm already dead anyways. Then again, what is dead may never die."

"...But rises again, harder and stronger." [i]Freya would say, with a simple, yet joyful smile.[/i] "Surprised? The works of many authors have made it to Trayve, too. I only know that from Arthur, he is.. A fanatic, for Martin and Tolkien, is something that I could say. Though I couldn't say that I've ever met a prince with such a fascination for books. ...I trust you for who you are, though. You have been good to me, better than most." [i]Freya cupped the rim of her glass then, descending back into her simplistic silence, as she would then wait for Alric.[/i]