[The Great Bazaar] Law and Order (Kreig)

by **Radiant** on July 29th, 2013, 1:50 am

"Getting sympathetic for thief because of his age and appearance, squire?" Wade frowned a bit, but from his rowdy reputation, he was half-expecting the squire to say that, the other half was he thought Kreig had changed, under Natasha's tutelage and all. "Law is absolute, squire. If we show leniency to one, more and more leniency would be granted and in the end, the order we built, the very foundation that keeps Syliras standing would crumble" Wade then approached closer to the squire, their height about the same and his eyes bore deep into the squire.

"You would heed my words and put it deep inside your mind, squire, if you ever want to pass your initiation... believe me, I'm trying to help you" Wade backed away and turned around, he made for the door and just before he reached for the knob, he spoke one last statement "You need to think more with logic than feelings, squire". With that, he opened the door and left the apartment, leaving Kreig alone in this now abandoned abode.

OOCAlright! Post your last reply and I'll give you your grades.

I hope this thread develops his character more, Kreig.

by **Kreig Messer** on July 29th, 2013, 2:28 am

Kreig sighed as he saw the knight leave " But should the price of peace and justice simply be our very emotions?What is it when it compromises whats right?" Kreig asked no one in particular as he looked at the empty quarters, where once a broken family lived and parted due to the foolishness of its patriarch 'Perhaps for the better' He thought as he walked about the room, his hand gently touching the chair the mother sat on like a soulless puppet. He approached the bed the young girl slept it in, noticing a raggedy doll that was perhaps her only comfort other than her caring brother who was simply desperate to feed her.

"If we simply stick to logic without tempeing it with our emotions, then what becomes of our humanity?" He wished an answer for that, but the one god who could possibly tell him that was dead, his disciples following his teaching but worshipped other gods "Is this truly the will of Sylir? " He approached the door, sidestepping the vomit from the drunken father and noticed the broken wooden mug he threw at Kreig. Slowly he picked it up and looked at it "I have no choice but to be sympathetic to thieves and whores, for who knows them better than the one who comes from their city?" He found himself envious of the knights born into the order or joined it young, because unlike him they are unable to sympathize with the maggots of earth. If he became like he'd spat upon everything that made himself, himself. He'd be spitting upon his mother and what few friends he had, of the knowledge he obtained growing up and essentially allowed him to survive "But they'd never understand, Sunberth filth is Sunberth filth, why hold any sympathy for it" Kreig knew why, despite all the horrible things Sunberth is....It still had a few kind people amongst the horrid , like unpolished gems buried beneath rock and stone.

Kreig opened the door and looked behind him, staring at the empty home for perhaps a last time "I'll not change my justice, but if logic helps me in my cause...then let my emotions temper it.... I will not change what made me a good man" Kreig said as he closed door, leaving only an empty home drenched in heavy silence
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