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[treadingdawn]

Son of Arathorn, I want my dagger back. I had thought better of you before this, you would have made a good lord. My offer still stands if you cease asking me to yield.

Now that I have every right to lead, it won't do to have the new king outranked by another who no longer belongs to our world.

High King. We Telmarines would have nothing had we not taken it. I want your title.

They are only names, but names have power. There will be strength and order under mine. Those who fail to bow to my authority will tremble before it. I am the Emperor of The Lone Islands, the Lord of Cair Paravel, the King of Narnia, Caspian X.

[ooc: Cursed into having executed the uncle k thx.]

Comments

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Not yours if I send you back to Archenland.

[eiremagic]

Cruachan.

Which street - road? - way?

No blood to king. Um. Command.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

I do not need your blood, but able bodies will do.

[eiremagic]

Deargamadán.

Body mine, mind mine. You are a mean person.

....go hionraic?

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Then you will gain nothing and you will go nowhere and you will die forgotten.

[eiremagic]

No - not forgotten.

Tíoránach faigh bás.

Worthless. Talk to some other body.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Keep pacing away from the city center.