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[Event - Midsummer]

Cheers roared like deafening rolls of thunder and reverberated through the dimly illuminated walls. Despite the fervor and swaying enthusiasm of the rebels, Fah’riq stood with Warg behind the multitude - his face looking rather glum for someone attending such a passionate cause. What stood before him are hundreds, even thousands, of soon dead men. Is this really a fair price to pay for change?
Recalling events earlier that week, Fah’riq had only caught wind of the military’s plans from the multitude of ears Warg had established in the city. Such vital piece of information, no matter whether he chose to keep or share, would lead to devastation on either side. Did he choose the right side?
His thoughts wandered for a while soon before he caught Warg’s stare.
“Something on your mind?” Warg asked, although he questions as if he knew what answer to expect. Realizing Warg’s question as an opportunity to speak his mind, Fah’riq quickly replied without hesitation. “Is this really the right way to go?
“If we succeed, then we succeed. New business opportunities for us, a new government for them.” the silver-haired dark elf coldly replied.
“What if we don’t?!” Fah’riq snapped, but the cheers overpowered his voice to even attract an outsider’s opinion. “And if we do, how sure are we that overturning the seat of power will guarantee them the change these men are willing to throw their lives for?”
There was momentary silence between them, and in that silence roars grew louder as the seconds draw by. “That’s right,” Warg finally replied, looking the young man in the eye with a softened gaze. “Nobody knows what will happen next. We can only decide our present course of action. It’s a matter of choice.”
Indeed it was a matter of choice. And it’s a choice that counts with the future of Tusa at stake.

Collab between and me!!

She did the beautiful lines and concept while I did the coloring! It's not everyday I get to color Rookie's lines and see my boys turn to handsome attractive men in her style *cackles* what a time to be alive--

Both of us vote for the outcome: Shirin overthrows Nasrin.

Warg ©
Fah'riq © mine

Description

[Event - Midsummer]

Cheers roared like deafening rolls of thunder and reverberated through the dimly illuminated walls. Despite the fervor and swaying enthusiasm of the rebels, Fah’riq stood with Warg behind the multitude - his face looking rather glum for someone attending such a passionate cause. What stood before him are hundreds, even thousands, of soon dead men. Is this really a fair price to pay for change?
Recalling events earlier that week, Fah’riq had only caught wind of the military’s plans from the multitude of ears Warg had established in the city. Such vital piece of information, no matter whether he chose to keep or share, would lead to devastation on either side. Did he choose the right side?
His thoughts wandered for a while soon before he caught Warg’s stare.
“Something on your mind?” Warg asked, although he questions as if he knew what answer to expect. Realizing Warg’s question as an opportunity to speak his mind, Fah’riq quickly replied without hesitation. “Is this really the right way to go?
“If we succeed, then we succeed. New business opportunities for us, a new government for them.” the silver-haired dark elf coldly replied.
“What if we don’t?!” Fah’riq snapped, but the cheers overpowered his voice to even attract an outsider’s opinion. “And if we do, how sure are we that overturning the seat of power will guarantee them the change these men are willing to throw their lives for?”
There was momentary silence between them, and in that silence roars grew louder as the seconds draw by. “That’s right,” Warg finally replied, looking the young man in the eye with a softened gaze. “Nobody knows what will happen next. We can only decide our present course of action. It’s a matter of choice.”
Indeed it was a matter of choice. And it’s a choice that counts with the future of Tusa at stake.

Collab between and me!!

She did the beautiful lines and concept while I did the coloring! It's not everyday I get to color Rookie's lines and see my boys turn to handsome attractive men in her style *cackles* what a time to be alive--

Both of us vote for the outcome: Shirin overthrows Nasrin.

Warg ©
Fah'riq © mine