As Fortu stands and moves away from the fire, started impressively by the- at first glance- not so impressive 'magnificent' Egrow. He finds himself humming the tune of Rifkins latest work. The bard's lyrics bringing to life the story of an early life filled with hardship and loss, he looks back at the slight bard and realises he may have been too hard on him after the battle of the rodents. Not all men are trained to fight, few men are taught they either fight and kill or fight and die.
Thinking back over the other tales shared, he was still a bit lost with Arowe's speech. although he'd followed it, mostly, he couldn't say he'd understood lots of the words. He's respect for the willowy Arowe growing as he watched the easy way he spoke about his fraught early life.
Lastly he glances at 'Lord' Briefedel, it seemed he was grasping for acceptance from Fortu and his friends. A comradery that Fortu could never feel, for as he sat there drinking his fine wine being cared for by Egrow, all Fortu saw was an owner.
Trust someone who has faced certain death to see through the facade most people hold up.
ReplyDeleteAnd he is right, despite Arowe's obvious privilege he wasn't totally accepted and so sought fame and adventure so he might be someone in the eyes of his family.
Seems a bit harsh.
ReplyDeleteSir Briefadel's mother was a commoner, murdered by his hated father!
His childhood was one of contempt and shame.