Delicate Diplomacy

[zaleth]

Zaleth examined the sword of Namari's, detected and measured its power, then smiled. "I think I may have to request one of these weapons, or see if mine will injure Goria."

[Namari Lovelle]

"That's probably a good idea!" Namari grinned. "We need to make sure that there are more than a few people who have hold of weapons like these to fight against Goria."

[zaleth]

"Yes, that'd be nice, but a bit too easy as well." Zaleth said, frowning. "I doubt one man could have that many weapons on him or even own that many weapons period. It just seems unlikely." He said. Hopefully he was wrong, but he was guessing he wasn't.

[Namari Lovelle]

"Unlikely, but in a situation like this all we may do is hope, really." Namari frowned, running a hand through her hair.

[zaleth]

"Hope is an illusion best kept secret until otherwise needed." Zaleth responded mysteriously.

[Namari Lovelle]

"Ohh? What do you mean by that?" Namari asked.

[zaleth]

"If you give one man the illusion of hope too soon in his struggle, he will have used it up right when he needs it. Should you wait until the right time, you can rekindle his will to live. In a battle, it is best to keep hope at bay until you are on the verge of defeat. Then you unveil your trump card, rekindle the fire, and watch as the battle turns its tides on a whim."

[Namari Lovelle]

"Hmm, I suppode I know what you mean by that...yes that does make sence. In that case I hope we don't actually have to use hope," Namari smiled.

[zaleth]

Zaleth smiled at Namari's choice of words.

"Yes, I suppose so." He said.

[Namari Lovelle]

"Well, I should get going. Much is going on at this moment for me, so I should distract myself more and get back to work. I look forward to seeing your people here," Namari smiled at the man.

[zaleth]

"Then I bid thee well, fair elf. May we meet again on the field of battle." He said. Then he turned and walked out as his escort from before warily showed him to his room in the castle.