Post by Obsidian on Jan 4, 2014 19:03:40 GMT
(14:00:10 )
….THE...WIDOWMAKER....
..OBSIDIAN DIA BOSA..
..| Slaver|..
..| Citizen of White Water |..
-[ Obsidian's Chambers]-
you are somewhere within Obsidian's private chambers
says to ALL: I laid there in my furs for a moment longer, “This bed shit is for the tarns” I muttered as I slowly rolled to my right side, rolling up I slowly got to my feet, I made it over to the broken mirror on the wall, I looked at the stitching, and then looked down “Phew the monster is still intact” I said to myself as I stood there looking at the stitches, I slowly moved towards the racks where I had my clothing displayed grabbed that of my shirt, I pulled it over my head and with little movements I got my shirt on, then my leathers, and then my tunic. As I realized too late I had pulled the needle out of my arm that was allowing the transfusion, I looked and then pushed my shirt onto the bit of blood, closing it slightly as I waited. I was at this point done with it. I had finally heard, the words I dreaded hearing. I leaned against the window and looked to the stars.
” It has been a good long run, it’s been years since the days we met, its been years since the ceremony. But It is time, I took back what was mine. I thought having a new lineage would change things, but it did it gave me an infinity of knowledge and respect. Hatcher, you were a friend, a father, and a sword brother. The days in the village when you brought me into the famiglia Dia Bosa, the days of running with Ezhno with the bounty hunting has come full circle. In great honesty my friend, my brother, and my family. Its time I took back my roots. I won’t’ bring your name any dishonor. I owe you too much respect for that. “I said as I slowly stepped away from the window.
I moved about my room, looking around, I found the walking stick I snuck into Prison Moon, so long ago when Ezhno thought I was a blind man, perhaps its was the coyness that allowed me to get into areas that others wouldn’t’ dream of setting foot into. I looked then back to the window, “I am sorry it went this way Hatcher, I truly am. “ I said out loud all my words were said out loud in the sanctuary of my room. The solitude I embraced was truly on me. I moved back to the window, as I looked to where the tri moons would be. “Its been a hell of a run, and never thought honestly I’d be saying this to you, this way or any other way. But its time I take my blood back. Rest Well Hatcher Dia Bosa, drink all the mead, ale, and paga you can consume, and devour as many sluts as you can.” I laughed, as I knew he would also. I had the word brought to me that Hatcher had died in Port Kar. A few years back. But I never let any other know. I said my good byes. I looked around my room and thought it was time I took my father’s name back my true father’s name that is.
(15:04:10 )
….THE...WIDOWMAKER....
..OBSIDIAN DIA BOSA..
..| Slaver|..
..| Citizen of White Water |..
-[ Obsidian's Chambers]-
you are somewhere within Obsidian's private chambers
says to ALL: I looked around my room, I thought I could see Essence resting, though I would have to send word to my homeland for her to know that I still live, course the alimony could be the worst I would think. Oh shit I had to think did we have any kids, I shook the thought from my head, I opened the door to my room slowly, as I did such, I stopped one of the slaves as I pulled a letter from my inside tunic pocket, “Take this letter, with escort to” I had to think on this, if I truly wanted this known, “ Take it to Port Kar, look for a Guard, he is apart of the shadows his name is Ab, he will get the letter to whom it bellows, “ upon the letter was scrolled Sorrowwind. That was all. I looked out, as I closed the door. And looked around, “I renounce the name that was given in blood to me, NO longer will I be a Dia Bosa, but I take back which was mine, I take back the name of Sorrowwind” I bellowed and grunted as I grabbed my side an then falling slightly against the desk, I leaned my head back.
….THE...WIDOWMAKER....
..OBSIDIAN DIA BOSA..
..| Slaver|..
..| Citizen of White Water |..
-[ Obsidian's Chambers]-
you are somewhere within Obsidian's private chambers
says to ALL: I laid there in my furs for a moment longer, “This bed shit is for the tarns” I muttered as I slowly rolled to my right side, rolling up I slowly got to my feet, I made it over to the broken mirror on the wall, I looked at the stitching, and then looked down “Phew the monster is still intact” I said to myself as I stood there looking at the stitches, I slowly moved towards the racks where I had my clothing displayed grabbed that of my shirt, I pulled it over my head and with little movements I got my shirt on, then my leathers, and then my tunic. As I realized too late I had pulled the needle out of my arm that was allowing the transfusion, I looked and then pushed my shirt onto the bit of blood, closing it slightly as I waited. I was at this point done with it. I had finally heard, the words I dreaded hearing. I leaned against the window and looked to the stars.
” It has been a good long run, it’s been years since the days we met, its been years since the ceremony. But It is time, I took back what was mine. I thought having a new lineage would change things, but it did it gave me an infinity of knowledge and respect. Hatcher, you were a friend, a father, and a sword brother. The days in the village when you brought me into the famiglia Dia Bosa, the days of running with Ezhno with the bounty hunting has come full circle. In great honesty my friend, my brother, and my family. Its time I took back my roots. I won’t’ bring your name any dishonor. I owe you too much respect for that. “I said as I slowly stepped away from the window.
I moved about my room, looking around, I found the walking stick I snuck into Prison Moon, so long ago when Ezhno thought I was a blind man, perhaps its was the coyness that allowed me to get into areas that others wouldn’t’ dream of setting foot into. I looked then back to the window, “I am sorry it went this way Hatcher, I truly am. “ I said out loud all my words were said out loud in the sanctuary of my room. The solitude I embraced was truly on me. I moved back to the window, as I looked to where the tri moons would be. “Its been a hell of a run, and never thought honestly I’d be saying this to you, this way or any other way. But its time I take my blood back. Rest Well Hatcher Dia Bosa, drink all the mead, ale, and paga you can consume, and devour as many sluts as you can.” I laughed, as I knew he would also. I had the word brought to me that Hatcher had died in Port Kar. A few years back. But I never let any other know. I said my good byes. I looked around my room and thought it was time I took my father’s name back my true father’s name that is.
(15:04:10 )
….THE...WIDOWMAKER....
..OBSIDIAN DIA BOSA..
..| Slaver|..
..| Citizen of White Water |..
-[ Obsidian's Chambers]-
you are somewhere within Obsidian's private chambers
says to ALL: I looked around my room, I thought I could see Essence resting, though I would have to send word to my homeland for her to know that I still live, course the alimony could be the worst I would think. Oh shit I had to think did we have any kids, I shook the thought from my head, I opened the door to my room slowly, as I did such, I stopped one of the slaves as I pulled a letter from my inside tunic pocket, “Take this letter, with escort to” I had to think on this, if I truly wanted this known, “ Take it to Port Kar, look for a Guard, he is apart of the shadows his name is Ab, he will get the letter to whom it bellows, “ upon the letter was scrolled Sorrowwind. That was all. I looked out, as I closed the door. And looked around, “I renounce the name that was given in blood to me, NO longer will I be a Dia Bosa, but I take back which was mine, I take back the name of Sorrowwind” I bellowed and grunted as I grabbed my side an then falling slightly against the desk, I leaned my head back.