Private Omen of Durace

[Thomas Barran]

BLOODHOUND KHAN

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Melinda Bloodscrawl

[SNOW THEME]

OMEN OF DURACE
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RHAND'S SPIRE, FROST VALLEY,
DURACE, THE UNKNOWN REGIONS (902 ABY)

'Huh.... You fight really well, though. Unfortunate-'
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Impressed, the Khan took a moment to view his newfound acquaintance in an entirely-new light, though he would end up forgetting what was said, on account of both the weather and the averted digression alike, remembering well his intent to state his case on the way to the Forest of Broken Glass. Fully committing to the formation of his fundamental, ideological backbone by then, the Khan found himself feeling appreciation for Melinda's need to stay on track, and in good keeping with the general flow of the interaction; and in this first life she mentioned, it appeared as though the new acquaintance may have retained an aptitude for writing (or studying-) historical records, likely carrying these instincts into the next.

'Now, you queried,"What the Dark Three has against society", in the beginning. A general gist of the challenge to Vicious Nature versus The Wonders of Civlisation, and in most cases, we really have no argument to offer. Its not until we see rotting, decadent exceptions that our stomachs start to turn, the worst, the incurably-vile, its for those we reserve a scourge's wild abandon.... An' the Galaxy's infested with 'em. From Core to Rim - they blight their own as much as the ones they hate.'

Fortunately for Melinda, however, it was only for suchlike individuals that Barran ever sated such hunger for insight, as it was that which seemed to burn tensions away within his own mind in turn, representing a persistent personality-trait that stuck like tar to the soul. Thus earning the unlikely protector her right to honest answers, and in the inward decision to hear out the questions properly, Thomas would find it much easier to reveal,'It is those of whom we consider,"Far-gone; incurably repulsive.", especially if they would sooner sell their own children into slavery.... As they did on Csilla.', trailing off as his thoughts finally drifted back to the sudden revelation of Melinda's death.

'Oh, an' from before... You said you fought my father,"In single combat". But then I began to focus on the main topic of the-'

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Even in the midst of revealing Csilla as one of those incurably repulsive planets, the look in Barran's eye was all Melinda needed to know that the existential penny had finally dropped in his mind, and doubly so as he turned to search the gaze of his newfound acquaintance, but then that strange, searing pain began to pulsate in his head once more. Emanating from the area behind the eye-sockets, drumming into the walls of his skull as the Khan struggled to inquire,'Are you- are you.... Or rather, were you- a Nuetralizer, by chance?', it was then that the Bloodhound knew the symptomatic nosebleed was surely to follow.