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Peridan had first seen her at the trading post. She had a magical veil over her, but his wards reacted instantly and perhaps unconsciously to her presence. He had stiffened, and pauses, letting his eye slowly roam to where she was hiding. She followed the other halfling, Ares, Peridan thought his name was.
Moving calmly, Peridan had moved to the side casting a veil himself to follow to the two to the Viridale border. This place had meaning for him, it had memories of another halfling a lifetime ago and of fire and lightning. He stepped softly and moved quietly as his race was wont to do, following them to the place outside the fort where they were conversing.
An unspeakable rage filled him as they spoke lover's words to one another. The Beast sniffed weakness and stirred in its shackles, red eyes glowing. Hatred poured through his veins as he saw the woman who had mutilated him, tortured him, defiled him so maliciously speak gently with another. How can a monster like that mime emotion so well? Why was she free to do as she pleased, to be with someone she had cared about while others had doubtlessly suffered at her hands?
The anger filled Peridan to his bones, to his heart. The Beast was growling now, it was straining at the shackles as his vision ran red with putrid hate at the sight of her. He struggled to force calm into his voice, but it came out the kind of emotionless tone that hides a torrent of feeling.
"Syne Jonel, you are under arrest. Lay down your arms and surrender." He dispelled the veil over him as they turned in surprise, and fear as the Beast noticed with satisfaction.
Syne moved towards her pocket. The Beast roared in anger, and Peridan lashed out with a flurry of missiles into her chest. No escape. Not from this, not from the law. Not from him. As she collapsed unconscious on the ground, the other halfling moved over her protectively, axe in hand.
"Get out of my way, she's a monster!" Peridan gestured angrily. The halfling refused, silent and enraged as he attacked Peridan with his axe. The Beast provided him with a swiftness he did not know as he knocked it out of Ares' hand, sending it flipping through the air. As he did, Ares went for his throwing axes, tossing them in rapid succession. Peridan easily deflected them, the Beast now tearing to get free at the distraction from his real prey.
Diving for a discarded axe, Peridan could only watch in numb rage and horror as Ares miscalculated the roll and lands instead on Peridan's blade. Gasping and reaching out to the fallen Syne, Ares dies there impaled on the Legionaire's sword.
Staring in mute horror, Peridan yanked his sword from the halfling to let him fall to the ground. But no, his prey remains. This one died defending this demon, this animal. Peridan did not know if Ares knew of her true nature, nor did he care. The rage filled him again at Syne, the one who had tricked and deceived this halfling. He stalked towards her, reaching down and grabbing her by the scalp in a brutality that was not his own.
Inside him, the Beast was ready for its meal.
He slapped her awake, none too gently. "Syne Jonel, do you hear me? Do you know me?!" She woke slowly, but quickly realized what was happening. She looked at him with pity. Sadness. Anger. This further infuriated Peridan, as he gripped her by the hair. "I said, do you know me?!"
She replied softly. "I know you. Do it, just end it now." She looked away, ready for his judgment. The Beast was practically salivating now as Peridan pointed his sword at her throat, lifting her off the ground.
"Syne Jonel, you are accused and convicted of treason against the state, and participation in the Black Hand of Bane. You tortured a Legionaire, you showed obvious enjoyment at his suffering. I declare you guilty, and sentence you to death." His voice rang loud in the forest border and the silence that seemed to fill the air.
"Have you any last requests?" Jaws opening and closing, a hungry rage filled him as he would receive satisfaction at last. As she opened her mouth to speak, a man's voice rang out.
"No! She must have a trial!" Drew Fairweather, a man of the gods ran over to stop him. No, no, NO! The Beast tore at its chains as Peridan's hand quivered with the blade pointed at Syne's neck.
Was he right? The thought surfaced from the red tide of hate. What was he doing?
Dog, wolf, beast, animal....Dog. Dog of the Legion. The tide was swept aside and the Beast roared in protest as it was dragged away. No, the man was right. He lowered his blade a fraction.
"You're right. Gods, you're right." His arm sagged, dropping her on the ground. What was he doing? He was an officer of the law, not an executioner. This was wrong, what he was about to do was wrong. Corellon, what line was he about to cross?
As Drew began to speak, Peridan saw a flash of cold steel out of the corner of his eye. Reacting seemingly by itself, his blade struck flesh as the hate filled face of Syne smiled in triumph as Peridan's sword struck her square in the chest. A coldness seeped through him, as the hilt of a dagger protruded from his neck.
And then, there was darkness.
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Running through the Exigo Trading Post, invisibly, Syne noticed the one who owned her heart and stopped dead watching him. The moment he began to move she followed him, not knowing they where being followed by another.
Ares moved to the Viridale and finally stopped in a secluded spot just outside the forte on the forest side. She then dropped her invisibility and tentatively said hi to him. He smiled at her and her heart broke, and tears started falling down her cheeks. He wrote her a note on how her familiar Boch had been spying on him and how she needed to thank him. As the moment got more and more tender a sudden interruption stopped them both causing her to draw her daggers. A voice told her she was under arrest and then fired magic at her, Fighting back was futile and she was shortly overwhelmed falling unconscious.
Moments later she was slapped back to consciousness by Peridan, not at all gently. At coming to he demanded to know if she knew who he was, to which she nodded and retorted about him being one of the ones that wanted her dead for their mistake. His response was similar to hers and their banter went back and forth for a few moments until she told him to just kill her and spare Ares. By that time Drew happened upon them and called for him to stay his hand and give her a trial. Using this distraction Syne looked down to check on Ares to find him no longer breathing.
Angered beyond words and deeply anguished Syne threw her dagger into Peridan's throat, and his reaction was to send his sword deep into her heart incinerating her body as she stared at him with a deep hatred in her eyes for him that knew no bounds.
Finally she fell her body finally burned to a crisp the hatred still on her blackened face, her soul seeking solace with the man she fell in love with.
Moving calmly, Peridan had moved to the side casting a veil himself to follow to the two to the Viridale border. This place had meaning for him, it had memories of another halfling a lifetime ago and of fire and lightning. He stepped softly and moved quietly as his race was wont to do, following them to the place outside the fort where they were conversing.
An unspeakable rage filled him as they spoke lover's words to one another. The Beast sniffed weakness and stirred in its shackles, red eyes glowing. Hatred poured through his veins as he saw the woman who had mutilated him, tortured him, defiled him so maliciously speak gently with another. How can a monster like that mime emotion so well? Why was she free to do as she pleased, to be with someone she had cared about while others had doubtlessly suffered at her hands?
The anger filled Peridan to his bones, to his heart. The Beast was growling now, it was straining at the shackles as his vision ran red with putrid hate at the sight of her. He struggled to force calm into his voice, but it came out the kind of emotionless tone that hides a torrent of feeling.
"Syne Jonel, you are under arrest. Lay down your arms and surrender." He dispelled the veil over him as they turned in surprise, and fear as the Beast noticed with satisfaction.
Syne moved towards her pocket. The Beast roared in anger, and Peridan lashed out with a flurry of missiles into her chest. No escape. Not from this, not from the law. Not from him. As she collapsed unconscious on the ground, the other halfling moved over her protectively, axe in hand.
"Get out of my way, she's a monster!" Peridan gestured angrily. The halfling refused, silent and enraged as he attacked Peridan with his axe. The Beast provided him with a swiftness he did not know as he knocked it out of Ares' hand, sending it flipping through the air. As he did, Ares went for his throwing axes, tossing them in rapid succession. Peridan easily deflected them, the Beast now tearing to get free at the distraction from his real prey.
Diving for a discarded axe, Peridan could only watch in numb rage and horror as Ares miscalculated the roll and lands instead on Peridan's blade. Gasping and reaching out to the fallen Syne, Ares dies there impaled on the Legionaire's sword.
Staring in mute horror, Peridan yanked his sword from the halfling to let him fall to the ground. But no, his prey remains. This one died defending this demon, this animal. Peridan did not know if Ares knew of her true nature, nor did he care. The rage filled him again at Syne, the one who had tricked and deceived this halfling. He stalked towards her, reaching down and grabbing her by the scalp in a brutality that was not his own.
Inside him, the Beast was ready for its meal.
He slapped her awake, none too gently. "Syne Jonel, do you hear me? Do you know me?!" She woke slowly, but quickly realized what was happening. She looked at him with pity. Sadness. Anger. This further infuriated Peridan, as he gripped her by the hair. "I said, do you know me?!"
She replied softly. "I know you. Do it, just end it now." She looked away, ready for his judgment. The Beast was practically salivating now as Peridan pointed his sword at her throat, lifting her off the ground.
"Syne Jonel, you are accused and convicted of treason against the state, and participation in the Black Hand of Bane. You tortured a Legionaire, you showed obvious enjoyment at his suffering. I declare you guilty, and sentence you to death." His voice rang loud in the forest border and the silence that seemed to fill the air.
"Have you any last requests?" Jaws opening and closing, a hungry rage filled him as he would receive satisfaction at last. As she opened her mouth to speak, a man's voice rang out.
"No! She must have a trial!" Drew Fairweather, a man of the gods ran over to stop him. No, no, NO! The Beast tore at its chains as Peridan's hand quivered with the blade pointed at Syne's neck.
Was he right? The thought surfaced from the red tide of hate. What was he doing?
Dog, wolf, beast, animal....Dog. Dog of the Legion. The tide was swept aside and the Beast roared in protest as it was dragged away. No, the man was right. He lowered his blade a fraction.
"You're right. Gods, you're right." His arm sagged, dropping her on the ground. What was he doing? He was an officer of the law, not an executioner. This was wrong, what he was about to do was wrong. Corellon, what line was he about to cross?
As Drew began to speak, Peridan saw a flash of cold steel out of the corner of his eye. Reacting seemingly by itself, his blade struck flesh as the hate filled face of Syne smiled in triumph as Peridan's sword struck her square in the chest. A coldness seeped through him, as the hilt of a dagger protruded from his neck.
And then, there was darkness.
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Running through the Exigo Trading Post, invisibly, Syne noticed the one who owned her heart and stopped dead watching him. The moment he began to move she followed him, not knowing they where being followed by another.
Ares moved to the Viridale and finally stopped in a secluded spot just outside the forte on the forest side. She then dropped her invisibility and tentatively said hi to him. He smiled at her and her heart broke, and tears started falling down her cheeks. He wrote her a note on how her familiar Boch had been spying on him and how she needed to thank him. As the moment got more and more tender a sudden interruption stopped them both causing her to draw her daggers. A voice told her she was under arrest and then fired magic at her, Fighting back was futile and she was shortly overwhelmed falling unconscious.
Moments later she was slapped back to consciousness by Peridan, not at all gently. At coming to he demanded to know if she knew who he was, to which she nodded and retorted about him being one of the ones that wanted her dead for their mistake. His response was similar to hers and their banter went back and forth for a few moments until she told him to just kill her and spare Ares. By that time Drew happened upon them and called for him to stay his hand and give her a trial. Using this distraction Syne looked down to check on Ares to find him no longer breathing.
Angered beyond words and deeply anguished Syne threw her dagger into Peridan's throat, and his reaction was to send his sword deep into her heart incinerating her body as she stared at him with a deep hatred in her eyes for him that knew no bounds.
Finally she fell her body finally burned to a crisp the hatred still on her blackened face, her soul seeking solace with the man she fell in love with.
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