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For the Blood of the Young[/i]
The old man dressed in red robes slowly picked himself up from his soft chain and hobbles over a large desk attached to the floor. The man pulled a chair out of beneath it and slowly sat down, cursing as the candle providing the sole light for the cabin began to die out. He then feebly pulls a drawer out and rumbles around it in, finally drawing another candle out. He then lights it from the dying flickers of the old candle and sets in down in front of him, pushing the old one away.
He takes a quill [1] out of a nearby jar and dabbles it in some ink. He then lowers the quill to the paper and begins to draw long, cursive davian letters. The man takes his time in writing, as if knowing what he is about to put on paper will be the subject of great things. Finally he is ready and begins to write:[1]
' Navam parda ballan Ardan, tio reen belious zme.'
He pauses for a moment as if waiting for something. He suddenly breaks out into a fit of coughing, rapidly bringing a stained red cloth to his face. Seconds later the fit is over and he regains his breath. Without pausing he goes back to writing.
'I am the bishop of Ardan, as the title still belongs to me[2].'
'Tio vea nevem julius leter vea cognus tat zall parda-zut en den zurure.'
He pauses to push a strain of white hair out of his eyes and then goes back to writing.
'As I sit here writing this leter I know what it will mean in the future.'
'Vea daren haves un legalia par animast; uni par guerrat.'
The man sighes and looks out the single window in the room. Countless miles of ocean lay before him....along with something
else
'I shall leave a legacy of blood; one of war.'
'Eyt zall sarus-zut nal con zmeian animast sed pardue den animast par den juven......'
The man continues to write as he knows that the end draws near.
'Yet it will be written not with my blood but rather the blood of the young..........." [/font]
[1] For the sake of the readers, standard Davian script has been converted to romanized letters.
[2] The Archbishop of Arcadia still claims the title of Bishop of Ardan as the first held that position and only the previous bishop can appoint a legal heir.
1st of 5 short stories.
I never did see you like I did contempt, but *shrug* there's a reason you failed as Qing China in das's nes. 
Bloody westerners 
