“I don’t know, I guess I feel torn, I’m not sure what to do” Zack looked up at Moraelland locked eyes with his confidant
“It’s just that…” he paused and she nodded for him to continue taking the opportunity to blow the blond locks from her eyes “It’s just that, well sometimes I feel like I am being pulled in all the wrong directions, I don’t know what to do” Zack flopped back on the bed in exasperation, he lay there for a long while staring at the ceiling, waiting for the advice to come… none did he looked up to see his friend hadn’t moved “Well?”
“Well what?” her voice sang
“What should I do?”
“I would start by making a plan, and then perhaps continue by following it through” she said, a slight smile on her lips. He stared at her a long while debating whether she was being earnestly cryptic or crypticly cruel, he decided it didn’t matter.
“I want to be a knight!” he declared “But knights don’t gang up on people, and knight certainly don’t order goblins to do it for them, and They told us that the Grey Guard don’t even knight people, so why am I bothering with them… sometimes I feel I have more in common with Hoggle and Snot then with any knight I’ve ever met… I don’t know” he sighed a sigh of exasperation to emphasize his point. Moraell watched him for a long moment before responding.
“There is more to knighthood then the word Sir before ones name, and you know that there is more than one path to every destination don’t you?” he looked up and locked eyes with his friend
“Yes” he replied
“Doesn’t the Grey Van Guard give you the money you need for your family?” she asked
“Dose the Grey Van Guard do honorable work and aid people in the way a knight might?” she asked again
“Well… yes… but…”
“Do your roguish goblin friends work to uphold the greater good?”
“Ya, but they’re not the…”
“Do they keep you safe so that you will live to save more lives another day?”
“Well of course…. But…”
“Then they sound like staunch allies to me, and it sounds like you have had no trouble in selecting the right path, it seems that you have surrounded yourself with fine allies and are well on your way to walking the knights path” Zack smiled despite himself, Moraell always knew how to cheer him up
“thanks” he said
“Don’t thank me, I merely told you what you already knew” he smiled again at that, she was always so humble, and seemed to know just the right thing to say to make him feel better.
“Well thanks for saying it anyway…” he yawned and stretched “ I don’t know about you, but I’m beat, I think I’m going to turn in” he didn’t need to look up to feel the warmth drain from the room, he could recognize her icy stare by the silence “Come on Moraell, it’s late, I’ll sharpen and polish the blade in the morning.. I swear” she said nothing her stare was unrelenting “FINE! But if I’m tired tomorrow it’s your fault!”
“I’m not sure how I will be able to live with myself knowing that you may be tired” she mocked “now do I have to stay here and supervise or can I trust you to get it done?”
“It’s fine, get out of here” he waved her off as he went to his pack to get his whet stone and polish…”do I have to stay here and supervise” he mumbled in a mock tone as he went about his task, there was a faint blue light that always happened when Moraell came or went, and then nothing but the hissing of his edge on the stone, she could be quite the cruel task master when she wanted to be