Ancient Rome role play

" what are you gonna do? "

 

-The announcer shouts out-

"This has taken a turn folks!! It seems Criesseous is blaming Prince Salrion for his sisters death and is now trying to kill him!"

 

- please calm down Crisseous please I think to myself -

 

Not sure yet

-I lie, my intentions are to pull the blades out of my waist band of this weird dress-

 

-I do a backflip the sword passing inches from the back of my head. I land and stand ready.-

"I barely knew her Criesseous! I can't control feelings. This has gotten out of control. If you want your freedom I suggest you calm down!"

 

My freedom I can't be freed I I don't deserve it- I fall to my hands and knees weeping over my sister-

 

-I walk over to him placing a hand on his shoulder remaining on guard-

"You deserve it more than anyone. You've been through much and maintained honor."

 

- I whisper -

" but you do deserve it "

 

What is honor when you have to fight to the death so you can live on what is honor if you have to fight your friends and watch them die- doesn't look up

 

( geesh guys the last page I posted on was 31)

 

-I put my hand on the blade-

 

"Honor is staying strong and remaining true to those you love. You aren't to blame for the deaths of those you killed. You were forced to do it."

 

( haha oops )

 

(we didn't go that far did we? Oh jeez sorry Bridget)

 

I let my sword go and sit up head at pointed at the ground- she was all I had.. Until tonight-looks up at Taylor

 

Sal....

-I whisper-

 

( it's an even number without me so I'll just leave cause from past experience I know that it wont turn out well for me)

 

-I smile-

"Then go to her."

-I quickly slice a gash in my arm with my hidden blade. Blood drips from it. I hold it up for the crowd to see-

"You are free."

 

I look at him- sir?

 

- I look back at him with kindness -