>>6103023Sir Raleigh walked between the tents and spoke with those who wanted to approach him. The number of the men who did it had grown slowly through your time in Dawnholme, but there was still distrust towards the paladin from Silver Hand and for very understandable reasons. And one group showed their distrust more than the others did and those were the former bandits under the command of Lieutenant Radan. So with Sir Raleigh's encouragement, it had fallen to you to speak with them.
You didn't mind doing it, in fact they took you in more openly than the rest. Even if you were an elf and the squire to Prince Alric, making you quite distant to them, the fact that you spoke about the matters of Holy Light with Lieutenant Radan regularly was enough to win their trust. And so you sat on a bench while a score of bandits let a campfire illuminate them. Carefully they all listened to your words, sometimes asking questions and clarifications.
"Thank you Lady Malevus for talking with my men." Lieutenant Radan said to you.
The two of you were standing some distance away from the men. The rat-faced man scratched his pockmarked nose. You rarely saw him outside his patchwork plate mail, but with his promotion, he had started to dress for the position. In fact his red, green and brown tunic looked quite good on him.
"The Holy Light is for everyone, I should be the one thankful for having such good listeners." You replied to him.
"Ermm yes." He nervously replied. Though the nervousness hadn't disappeared with the promotion.
"Did you have anything in mind, you asked if we could talk? If it is about the Holy Light, then I have plenty of time available right now." You said to him. "Prince Alric is eating dinner with Lord Blackmoore, so I have no duties regarding him either."
"It is him I wanted to talk about… Prince Alric I mean…" Radan said to you.
"What about him?" You asked back.
"How is he?" He said and continued. "I mean you are his squire and closest to him basically daily."
"Why are you asking about him now?" You asked again, now you were somewhat sceptical.
"Some of us have seen him fight and be just like always, but most haven't." Radan said to you and continued. "The men are still concerned about you know…"
He tapped the side of his eye with his finger.
The Fel eyes, of course it was about them.
"Lady Malevus, you speak about how the Fel is the complete opposite of the Holy Light. Disorder and destruction to order and reconstruction. Death and life. It makes the men concerned, their Prince having eyes that mark him as…" Radan said and stopped, he didn't want to say the accusations aloud.
"Unholy, impure and tainted." You finished his sentence. Radan just nodded.
"Is he… is he anything like that? Has he changed?" Radan asked you. "Can we trust him to make the right decisions on the battlefield?"
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